Hehad always found Rita irresistibly attractive, but by now, it seemedthat Rita was just about the only woman he could ever think aboutwith any sense ...f yearning. A goddess meant to be worshipped. A voicemeant to be obeyed. A will meant to be followed.?Servant. Secretary. Slave,? Rita purred. ?You will be all thesethings to me, and so much more. You want that. You crave that. Youyearn for that. Don?t you, Brianne??Again, his male voice attempted resistance despite how his body. "I ... er ... came in to see if you're okay."I sat up and turned to switch the lamp on. Standing there, he tried to stop me by grabbing my hand, but I managed to turn it on with my other hand, but in doing so the blanket that I was holding up to cover me fell down my body."No!" he whispered, as if in a panic.Suddenly I had a clear view of what he was hiding. He was half-naked, wearing only a shirt. The full view of his manhood poking toward me was right in front of my face. My eyes were drawn. We did eventually get some sleep and I woke up in the morning feeling that I had been well and thoroughly loved.We met our ambush crew in the morning and headed out. Charlie and Andy stayed back to mind the radios. To my surprise, Mindy and Herb were on the crew. I noticed that both had sniper rifles and wore city camouflage. We headed out to find our victims. I was dressed in my favorite short shorts. They looked like I had been poured into them. The top was a cut off thin tee shirt that. Ava pointed up towards the cabinet and whimpered “Wh-what does that say?”. Ellen's eyes followed to see a butcher knife partially buried in the white cabinet door, dripping blood onto the counter below. Pinned to the wood was a hastily scrawled note:“Missing Ingredients:-Nurse's pulsing heart-Smokey grey eyes ”Ava was in a hazed out trance as she made her way over to the note. Her hand went to the handle of the knife and she yanked it, finding it fairly wedged in. She added her other hand and.