He had her watch the wheel as he talked softly and gently to her, telling her to slow her breathing down and to relax and think of nothing but the spi...ning wheel she was watching. His monotone voice along with concentrating on the wheel allowed Jasmin to completely relax. Mentally he helped Jasmin walk down stairs to a deeper and deeper state of relaxation. When she got to the bottom she was his. Richard told her anytime she would smoke a cigarette that she would find the taste awful. It would. ”Having figured out the name of this game, Sherry picked up another outfit, held it up, inspected it closely. It wasn’t a bad looking dress. At least, it covered all of the important parts. She tossed it aside.Her mother asked, “What’s the matter with that one?”With a look of disgust on her face, Sherry said, “I’d rather die than see her in that one.”“That’s my favorite,” Otterly said grabbing the dress.Her mother said, “I love that one.”“Over my dead body,” Sherry said.“I want it,” Otterly. “Oh, Dee Dee, does Andrew have a thing about your breasts? He just won’t leave my breasts alone tonight. It feels so good.” I knew what she meant. “He thinks he is the royal breast inspector. I don’t know why he’s so interested. We’re so small that I’ve always felt inadequate.” Donnie was having a hard time holding up her end of the conversation. “Does he always use his mouth on yours? OH MY! I, uh, I can’t wait to get home so we can, uh, talk about this, oh shit! Sorry Dee Dee. Oh dear!. Then she drove off. I watched in mute shock as her car aimed for the exit of the little clearing.Three ... Two ... One... Suddenly I glanced down at my hand and staggered backward a few steps, almost falling over.“Oh god!” I gasped.Sitting in my palm was the argent-sapphire necklace, flashing ever so brilliantly in the fading light of my world.What the hell have I done... Then the fog slammed in, as my free-fall started accelerating to a terrifying speed. I stuffed the necklace into my pocket.