Rotten to the core. Come on. I need to knock back a few and sleep for a couple days."Though he nodded as he followed her out, Mindblind doubted that s...eep was in his immediate future.Knocking back a few proved to be a vast understatement. Mindblind was taken aback and more than a little baffled as Raven seemed to toss all caution to the wind. She didn't bother with beer, going straight to whisky in large quantities. Lost in his own chaotic thoughts, he nursed the same flagon the whole time.At. .........Uh......Yes....UH.... I was going to ask you aboutthe TV ...uh ......never mind." His eyes never left my body. I reached down and picked up my nightgown that I had laid out earlier."Is it okay if I just wear my nightgown while we watch TV? I got alittle too much sun today at the beach." He waved his arms in dismissal. "Wear whatever you want."He said,rather gruffly, a mean looking scowl coming on his face and turnedand walked out. I was devastated. What had I done to make. What I did miss was feeling justified in my rebelliousness. I'd lost that along the way, probably around the time I'd become an authority figure in my own right.I'd become what I hated. I'd struggled so long against order and law, struggled for freedom, chaos and indeterminacy, and look what happened.Power longs for order, for structure, because they increase, support and reinforce power."What is there to choose between?" I mumbled.Order holds the universe together, chaos or entropy tears it. She seemed unaware of the redness remaining between her legs. No modesty now. No…she was making it clear that if he wanted to take her, right there…over the breakfast table…she would gladly give herself over to him. Robert took a deep breath. ‘That’s fine. Sit down.’ Amy struggled to put the robe back on. The disappointment showed in her face as she slowly sat down again. Robert set Amy’s plate in front of her and joined her for breakfast. They ate quietly, struggling to resist their desires.