However, Desirée, before her fantasy wedding, had practically refused to discuss the matter, continuously changing the subject. Frankly, she'd ...een just as satisfied, Tanya remembered, half smiling to herself, any reference to sex doing nothing but turning her on that much more.Tanya had been at the wedding, watching the two newlyweds drive away to their happy honeymoon. Desirée had been there too, and invited her to stay, while Rodney took off on his junket.At least, it was. Anyway my daughter is with her right now. I'll check back tonight."Trisha took hold of his arm and steered him toward her office. She sat next to him on the couch. "Can you talk about it?"He sighed heavily. "Sarah tried to commit suicide."Trisha was shocked and had to suppress an urge to try to get all the medical details and said, "Oh dear, I'm so sorry. Is she going to be okay?" She's out of danger."Trisha didn't press for more, but after a minute or so he said, "I got home from Taipei on. Donald came in, then, and Rachel wiped her cheeks brusquely with her wet hands. He stepped up behind her and kissed her neck. She turned around and smiled at him. ‘Hi,’ she said, unsuccessfully hiding the shakiness in her voice. Donald frowned kindly and asked, ‘What’s wrong?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Rachel answered, averting her eyes. ‘Come now, tell me,’ Donald coaxed. ‘I don’t know,’ Rachel answered. ‘Everything is fine. I’m feeling stronger, I have a beautiful baby and a husband who works hard to. “Understood?” she asked. “Yes, Ma’am,” I said. “Good. Go stand against the wall in the shower. Wait for me there.” “Yes, Ma’am,” I said and did as I was told. I faced the wall and placed my hands flat against it. I marveled at the preparations my master had done for me once again. I didn’t know what Sylvia had in store for me. I had never been punished by a woman and I was nervous. What would Master J-- think when he found out that Sylvia had considered it necessary to discipline me? And what.