“That little bastard...”“Who’s a little bastard, Mom?” Lisa hadn’t realized her son was in the room.She looked at him and smiled, “You n...ver mind. You want to help me bring in the decorations. I don’t want to wake in the morning and find them smashed across our yard like last year.They spent the next ten minutes bring everything in, and Lisa turned to lock the door. “I don’t know about you, but I’m going upstairs to take a hot bath.”She leaned over and kissed her son on the cheek, “Goodnight,. "What do you need?" you ask again. "You." I respond, breathy, obviously holding back tears. Pushing me for a better response, you ask me again, "What do you need?" Frustrated tears start, I look up at you "I need to be owned, to be a slave, for you to be my Master." "Good Girl" I hear. "That is all I wanted to hear." I knew what you wanted, but needed to hear it from you. You grab my chin and pull me up to stand and give me a hug. You then lead me into your house and instruct me to kneel again.. The obvious candidate for the change is of course...”Jada laughed. “The bees!”“Yes. It’s very tasty honey, from some very ugly-looking bees which are in practice quite docile, almost friendly. They’re about the size of my thumb.” Young Mark glanced down at his hand. “I just felt your heartbeat again. I’m holding your breast, back in your bedroom at Red Mall.”Jada glanced at her young body and touched her chest and laughed. “You mean back in a reality where I have breasts!” She took a deep. ” Trigon stated.Wren’s hands tightened on the railing she had a hold of. Walking to the console, she didn’t even look back to see the crushed railing she’d just released.Once there she started to type a a freighting speed. The only sound in the control room being her typing and the um of the ship. A few minutes later she stepped back. “Trigon, assimilate the later information displayed.” Wren said.“Now working, this should help greatly to break through the blocks. Thank you, Master Wren, I will.