I loved the way they crawled around on the floor to lick and kiss my heels and thanked me for the whipping we gave them before taking their money from...them.I stood with my back to him and winked at Simon as Adam slipped my coat around my shoulders and made the “phone me” signal to him with my hand and strut out and waited for Adam to open the car door for me and close it once I’d sat in.”Are you marriedAdam?” I said as we set off for my home.”No” he lied”Oh” I said in a surprised tone. “I. . fucking anything. But there seems to be detailed studies on almost any subject I can think of. Can people educate themselves? Can I do it? There is tons of information on this computer, and it has a fucking gigantic drive on it with well over half the space used by the programs and data. They must have put a whole fucking library in there. There is enough reading in this laptop to last me a lifetime." He chuckled while thinking of his isolation from Earth, "Guess I don't have to worry about a. " But even before the words could form, she realized she did know how. All she had to do was ... She cancelled the thought before she could complete it."Selina?" the Queen said as she watched the expressions chase each other across the little genius' face.Instantly, Selina sat up to look down at her Queen. "It is as if you had instructed yourself not to think of something. It would be impossible to refrain from it. I could return to the living room by mentally picturing it, but I must not do. "I would always come first. If it was a choice between me and some other guy, you would have to choose me." Okay," I said. "That makes sense." And you would have to do whatever I told you to do," Mr. Bradford continued. "If I owned you then I would give you instructions to do certain things. For example, I would tell you to dress really sexily and speed down the highway until a cop pulls you over and then use sex to get out of getting a ticket. Or go to the beach in a microkini and pick up some.