‘She likes the blue lily.’ ‘Good. That’s sweet of you to make her toast and serve it on the dish she likes.’ ‘She used to know who I was...when I served it but she’s more confused now. I’m not sure if she really knows me.’ ‘She’s aware of something, I’m sure. It’s hard to know what’s she’s thinking or remembering.’ Max filled the kettle with water and got three mugs down. He opened the red breadbox next to the toaster-oven and took out several slices of rye bread. ‘I’ll just have tea. Just. There was another spreader bar that was suspended from the ceiling. I was effectively spread eagled in a standing position, unable to move in any direction. "Now my sweet little slut, it's time we started your transformation."As I stood there with my hands and feet hopelessly helpless, my aunt stood in front of me. She then cut my shirt from my body, and I was left wearing nothing but the bra, panties, fishnets, and chastity belt I had put on the day before, and the 5" heels that aunt Betty had. " I can see that. I was lucky to get assigned to him." Yeah, you were and I can see that his doctorate wasn't just theoretical. If there wasn't some real practical experience behind it, he wouldn't have been able to be as helpful to you in that way." That's behind me, at least for now. I have the rest of my schooling to concentrate on and I want to do well this year. I'm going to have a busy week, starting Tuesday morning." You mean with registration and all that?" Exactly, I told you I was. It was obvious she was completely absorbed.When she switched from modern dance into ballet, performing a series of pirouettes across the floor, her body was perfectly upright, legs straight, and neck long, her head held just so.In her, I could see greatness, the special quality only rarely seen, like Muhammad Ali floating on his feet in the boxing ring, or Michael Jordan with his grace on the basketball court, or Wayne Gretzky on ice; a quality that raised them above all others, almost magical.