If things aren’t changed, something bad is going to happen, but how can I punish the males when the women are still blatantly walking around nude?�...Maybe the women had the right idea after all,” Jeff went on. “Since the females have been without clothing all their lives, maybe they need to have a place where they can still go nude without the worry of being raped. And yeah, I know that they didn’t worry about it before, because ... they were too doped up. Suppose we make their adjoining personal. ‘Stay out of other people’s businesses, especially mine, okay?’ he gritted out and trust my wrist away like it was burning him. ‘You’re not my Dom so you can’t tell me what to do.’ He moved so he was only a few inched from me, making me crane my neck up to keep eye contact with him. ‘And if I was your Dom?’ ‘It’s a good thing I’m not a sub, then.’ I pushed past him, walking away blindly, my heart quivering in my chest. Ohmigod! I just had a conversation with Tristan Gage and I just made it. " He said tomorrow was fine." Now!" I snapped."... Ooohh Kay", she sighed, "Come here, Tomas." And make it good. If he doesn't come back upstairs with a smile on his face and drained balls, the vodka goes down the kitchen sink."I took the bottle, went upstairs and ate my sandwich in the kitchen.Six minutes later, Tomas walked through the door, smiling from ear-to-ear."She is... she is... magical!" he sighed."Go to bed, Tomas." I growled.I went back downstairs, handed her the bottle and turned. She thought, ‘Paul’. She remembered she was at Paul’s parents. She wanted to go back to sleep. It had been so good. She’d been dreaming. She pulled the warm soft quilt up over her head. She snuggled back into the thick pillow. She smelled it. It had a faintly familiar fragrance. No fragrance was a bad choice of words. This had its own aroma, a man’s aroma. She curled more tightly into a small comfortable safe little ball, like a warm fetus she tried to huddle into the tiniest of spaces. Her.