I wrapped a white towel tight around my body and made my way out the bathroom to get to my suitcase. The first thing that caught my eye as I opened th... door was a knocked out Justin on the bed. He was spread out like a starfish and snoring. I giggled as I walked to my suitcase, picking out a pair of pyjama shorts and a tank. Being too lazy to walk back to the bathroom to change, I quickly dropped my towel and dressed myself, my eyes never looking away from Justin just to make sure he didn’t. NO. But, you have been very careful not to get in the way of me learning to take control of myself.” I took a deep breath before proceeding, “And me … you know I am a basic submissive. I had been forced to live without will power for so long, but even without that, I was always more comfortable with someone making decisions, telling me what to do, and leading my life. You’ve force me to go beyond that, to make decisions for myself, to do things not to just please someone else, but because I. It crossed Keith’s mind that Gutenberg could have meant charting heavenly stars according to the pattern drawn on the lion. If so, they would not find the treasure on this trip. It had been hard enough to find the moon and star symbols at the tumulus. Regressing a star chart 600 or 2000 years to get the right pattern was not in his mental repertoire. It would require computer software and time that he didn’t have right now. He heard a sound behind him and without turning said, “It’s beautiful,. .. I saw nothing but scar tissue. There were only two people that didn’t have genitals that I recently met. One of them didn’t have them because I smote them in my divine wrath and retribution. This also explained the gag ... Caitlyn must have gagged him somehow. It was Percival Mason, rapist-turned-penal-servant, per my one-year sentence.I smiled to myself ... perhaps his sentence was too short. I would see in a year whether she was too easy on him and he needed more punishment, though losing.