All the doctor could do was hand her a contact on a piece of paper as she left the surgery.Walking through the door, Demelza read the words on the car....Professor Ebenizer Crouch Chief Engineer (Steam)Nothing too big or too smallCarnegie House, East LondonShe shook her head. What the fuck, she thought. A fucking engineer, what use could he be?Demelza ignored the piece of paper for ages, but with time, she became more and more depressed. At her wits end, she finally gave in and found herself. He hadn't said much about it, and she realized she should probably ask him before she went off and did something that might cause problems.In the mean time, she thought looking at the clock, it was time to go gather her slave and play with Greg. She knew Cindy was really getting off on being turned into what amounted to a sexual toy for Tina to use on someone else. Tina thought it might be hot to be put in that position herself, providing she could find the right person to make the scene. Then. I also didn’t foresee that as a new, must use desire. However, as I noticed in the first two lines of the second verse and its reference to musical performance, the Energists’ suggestion that I look into expanding my horizons or venture into areas beyond my previous comfort zones, hit me like a ton of bricks.With that thought now running through my mind, it created a new question in my mind about the morality of claiming or in plain terms, ‘stealing’ someone else’s FUTURE work. If I did claim. Sheunraveled the towel and began rinsing my hair. I noticed the hairdressershad turned their clients chairs so they could see me as they had theirhair finished either straight forward or reflecting in the mirror.Kimberly leaned to my ear and whispered. "They're just envious. Theywished they had husbands as sexy as you. If I weren't married and youweren't with Jena, I'd take you home with me."Flattery will get you everything, I thought.After finishing with my hair, he sat me up."I'm going to.