One for the Doctor and General and the other for me and my dates. I don't know what others expected but I just wanted to get a snack from room service...and get to sleep and told the others they were most welcome to take in the sights early but please let me sleep in. Fortunately, the next day was Sunday so their ability to shop would be at a minimum though I suggested that they again use my credit card for any cost incurred.The phone rang just before noon with the Doctor and General inviting me. ‘I want to talk about the new girl. I’ve decided what to do with her.’ Wendy sat down and waited for me to continue, her head cocked to one side. Now that it had come to it I could hardly bring myself to say the word. Was it really my own voice I was hearing? But my decision had been taken and despite my inner qualms I announced it in a firm, resolute tone. ‘She’s going to be my slave.’ A strange expression came over Wendy’s face. At first I thought it was horror or disgust but then she spoke. Seeing that Mitch wasn't catching her drift, Laynie said, "I mean theyare guys and I mean they can be um, be a ... little, um, crude!" Shealmost whispered as she looked down from the giant man.Suspiciously, he replied, "What do you mean?" But, figuring he alreadyknew."Um, well they are guys and could be well, guys. If you know what Imean? And while I know you probably know what I, um, mean. I justwanted you to be prepared for how crude they may be. Also, well, um"When Laynie nervously looked up. "I sincerely doubt she even knows she secretes the pheromone. It is a typical Alliance method to be used as a means of control. You noticed the small scars on the inside of her thighs?"Tarifa nodded. "Yes." That is where the electrodes were placed. Close to her center of pleasure." Dysea said. "She must have cut them out when she escaped, and now actual contact is needed to set her off." Dysea took the small data pad from her pack and typed on it for a moment. "These are ingredients for a.