"Y-yes, ma'am."The woman lifted an eyebrow. "How ... interesting. I don't think I've ever had a syn try to lie to me while under this command before."...ear flashed through her.No.Emilee tilted her captive's chin up, and stared piercingly into the girl's eyes. "You silly child. You still don't get it." She leaned close, until their breaths mingled together. "Everything you are belongs to your master. Your thoughts are mine. Your desires, your fears- I could change any of them on a whim." She. ”“Well,” I replied with a sweet smile. “Not all of us can just look at what Helen does and copy her, Lucinda.”“Yes, a nice one there.” Lucinda acknowledged. “If that were truly La Contessa and not the actress she pays to fill in for her at events, it would have been more embarrassing.”“I’m not sure what you’re talking about, Lucinda.” I lied. I figured it was time to start doing that with her.“We both know that La Contessa is in Paris, fucking and sucking that Greek pimp and his other whore?. The ones that say they dont have you ever seen how mad or upset they get when they see a man looking at an attractive woman. She either has to point out the woman's flaws or labels the man as a dog or say he is thirsty. You dont see men responding when women check men out. You also don't hear the same type of complaints when they are the one's on the receiving end of the attention. I hear so many women say they dont fuck alot of men. I watch Maury and ive had stranger chat (women that do know. I saw you come in and I know there’s no exit.’ He scraped his knife against the brick wall of a building, setting my nerves on end. His smile widened, as if he could see me. ‘Don’t be shy, precious. I’m not going to hurt you.. much.’ My gaze shot about, looking for anything to help me. I saw a broken piece of pipe on the ground before him. I knew it would be a risk, but I was a sitting duck without it. With a quick second’s thought I dove out of my hiding spot, flying for the pipe. He seemed to.