Who needs to be there when a few well-placed Farview pearls will do?" Well... yes, exactly. But you do not believe this is sufficient." Farro, what is...motivating these men?" I would like to say it's the cause that they are to fight for."Duric shook his head. "I doubt they truly understand the implications of it. They only know that I have told them there is an enemy to be fought. It's me, Farro. They are doing this for me."Farro paused a long moment and then nodded. "Yes, they are." In a way,. Go shower and put on your tuxedo, dearest." Hal shook his head. "Dammit,Rachel. I am not going tonight. The Clinic banquet can go on without me. Youneed a night out? But you don't do anything during the day! I work all thetime, ever since you retired as a Tease therapist--" Rachel's voice was like iron. "Harold, strip off your clothes andget me the cane." Hal blanched. "The cane?" Rachel snapped herfingers. "Hurry. You are being a brat, and I barely have time to correctyou before we get dressed. The tattoo a solid, single dark ink color, the image takes on its professional shape, filling in from one side to the other. Pressing, swiping, cleansing as he continues, breaking only occasionally, his hand’s kept firmly pressed across her quivering buttocks as he works, forcing her stomach down across the two by four, the silver ring embedding her clit glimmering from between her damp, spread thighs as she continues to tiptoe in sequence with some of the more painful jabs. The angles. Half a cup, right?”“Correct. After I’ve got this melting, what should I do next?”“Start measuring the dry ingredients for the batter. I can keep an eye on both pots once their thermometers are in.”Is she still dressed?Yeah. At this rate, she’ll be stuck in the Program at least a month.Emanuel poured more chopped chocolate into its measuring cup. Just a little more. “Want me to cut some up for us to eat?”“You can do that once the brownies are in the oven. Do we have enough?”“Yeah. That should be.