I nodded."Remember no quitting, one person has to give," she said smiling seductively.I nodded again.She motioned me to the approximate center of the ...ats. I moved to it, she reached out her hand to shake mine. I gave her a quick shake.I watched her move. She was mostly a wrestler, but she had described a few instances where she had to scrap it out with a more than usually reluctant fellow.She went into a classic wrestling position; I joined her in it. I needed to hit her unexpectedly but not. If not I'll just stay home."The excitement rushed through Bobby's body. "Will Mrs. Wingate be there?" No, not this time. But there will be someone else. Do you still want to go?" Yeah I would. Can I?" I wouldn't have asked you if you couldn't. So get ready. We'll leave in 30 minutes. And don't wear jeans. Okay?" I have to get dressed up?" No, but just not jeans. Okay?" Okay. Half an hour."Bobby's mother left him alone with his heart pounding and his hands sweating. I'm gonna have sex again. I. I crouched lower, daring a step or two more closer. I quickly drew out a trap, still safe, at least until I set it. The rustle got louder, apparently unaware that I was advancing. It smelled strongly of fox dung. There it was. I set the trap, doing so as quietly as I could, and then began the spell of taming.I focused my mind, my spirit, power and essence, and focused it. I extended my hands, my palms outward. I closed my eyes to better focus and, when I heard the sharp crackle of the trap. The dungeon dwellers were easy to do since none had left the room yet. Like sheep for the slaughter, they were all waiting their turns to have their tender bits slapped around and their innards inspected by dirty doctor Rija. I left that room to seek out the others but the dance floor was bare. I followed that familiar clickety-click over to my bike room and opened the door a miniscule crack. In the brighter light, I watched Jeanine, minus her headdress and bottoms climb off my bike then.