She simply stared ahead, awaiting her next command."Come with me." Mistress took her hand and led her towards the bedroom. Somehow, Sandy couldn't thi...k of it as her bedroom anymore – she had given herself to her Mistress, so the thought of something belonging to her seemed unfamiliar and wrong.When they entered the bedroom, Sandy saw that it was not as she had left it. The four posted bed was still freshly made, as it had been when she had prepared for the party, but there was a pile of items. He was built, his chest visibly defined as he crossed his arms. Megan hesitated, distracted by his body. “Megan?” he asked again, this time sounding a little amused. And aroused. And relieved. Megan wondered what would happen if she just told him she’d come here to mate. Not take a Mate but just enjoy the physical act of it. It wasn’t like the thought hadn’t crossed her mind. She’d dallied with a few from their pack and a few wolves who were passing through their lands. She’d put more than a. James looked after his son with a wry grin, realizing he'd taught the lad too well. The mini-bike upset Lydia, but James Sr. insisted it was a guy thing. Lydia couldn't understand why James was suddenly spoiling JJ. In the past he'd preached that the boy must earn all he received. When she questioned him, he sloughed her objections off with the excuse that she had been the one who insisted he spend more time with the boy. James and JJ quickly reached an understanding where JJ would get. , took a potty break and knocked back a really big batch of mixed carrots and broccoli, courteously took a minute to tell me he was still in need of rest and could we talk the next day, and went back to his slumbers. I left him to it and spent the remainder of the morning and early afternoon getting the rest of Tosca's second act into my mind and then going back over everything a couple of times. About 3:00 I heated the leftover quiche, finished most of it and set the rest aside for him, took a.