After a few seconds he got his reply.“UNNI? What on Earth ... what are you doing out here? Over.”“It’s a long story, I would prefer to tell it...to you in person. Do we have permission to board? Over.”“Your ID could be faked ... but I don’t see why you would do that, there are far more plausible cover stories than this. Very well, I’m transmitting my coordinates to your flight computer, holding tight until I pick you up on my sensors, over.”“Copy that Nelleblad, we’re in your debt, over and. Everyone in that camp knows that if they want a roof over their head, a lock on the door and hot meals, all they have to do is hold out their hand to me, or someone like me, and we'll give it to them."I thought about that. "For some people, being in that position must really hurt. Maybe enough not to be able to ask." I was thinking about Mary, right then.He shrugged. "Usually after you get beaten or robbed, raped or whatever, you decide that pride is a luxury for better times."The next place. When I began to protest, she put her finger to my lips, and hushed me. I was crushed, even though I knew she was right. Still, I could now see the end of this incredible weekend coming, and I didn’t want to believe it was almost over.We dressed in silence, and I wore huge frown on my face. When we met Harry in the living room, he sensed what had happened. He knew my heart was broken, but he was hurting too. He loved Rachel, and had known her since she was a baby. It would be painful for. I was ready to program.Have you decided what your programming of Lisa would be? I had and this is how I did it.“Lisa, I am Davy, your man and your master. You will belong to me, be my devoted kitten, as I call my slaves. You will love me with all your heart and mind, as you hoped in your wildest dreams you would some day love a man. You will be loyal, devoted and caring, wishing only the best for me. You want to see me happy.You know I love you. You have no doubt as to my love or caring for.