She expected an angry and hurt Shawn to be waiting for her when she got out of work, and she expected her very angry brother to be waiting for her whe... she got home, but neither of those things happened.'Not yet anyway, ' she thought.Shawn did call her. In fact he called her twice but only to ask if he could come over and see her.'At least I don't have to lie to him this time, ' she thought, when she told him that he couldn't because she didn't feel well.She knew she needed to talk to someone,. Daphne has made real progress. I hadn't thought she could do it but she's proved really determined. And, I must confess that I had a little fun with her too. She did most of her training from home and maybe I took advantage of that a bit. We played around with some sub-dom chat and I've given her a few taps with her riding crop when I thought she was slacking but it was all part of the fun. You can't be a trainer without liking to take the lead in things and that goes for my personal. She opened a door into a large room with a brightly illuminated examination table raised on a sort of platform. The lights were so bright that the edges of the room receded into impenetrable darkness. When Rosalie stepped into the glare her skin seemed to glow and the furniture sparkled so that every detail was starkly visible. No shadows whatsoever could exist in such light. The girl helped her out of the gown and Rosalie climbed naked onto the table where she arranged her feet into stirrups.. Sighing tiredly, I walked over to a large teakwood desk that, according to one of my wives, 'utterly dominated' the room.Pausing to run my fingers across the smoothly polished surface, I could feel the vibrations emanating from the old wood. Those vibrations, scenes really, for anyone who could read them, were filled with memories of things that had transpired since I had acquired the desk, as well as memories from when my grandfather had also sat behind it. Shaking my head to clear away those.