No, there’s nothing she could say. She set me up with Yvonne. She’s with Dara. Fuck! She’s with Dara. Why do you care? Because. Because? She’s...mine! Ever since he got reacquainted with Janice upon her return from France he had felt a strong connection with her. He was confused about the level of ease he felt with her, confused by the attraction he felt towards her. He’d never been able to understand his connection to her, till now. She was his. Quite simply, she belonged with him. *****. You are dominant to your dogs, you are master. And don't let them forget. Now, just go through the basics, then we'll teach the newbies."I watched as the two handlers dropped the leash and commanded the dogs. I watched as them bark, sit, beg, heel, I even watched them sniff the other's ass. If I didn't know any better, I would say they were dogs."Excellent. Now, for the two newbies. Bring your dogs to the front please. We'll start with sitting."My handler brought me beside one lady and her dog.. ****COMMITTEE:A body that keeps minutes and wastes hours.****DUST:Mud with the juice squeezed out.****EGOTIST:Someone who is usually me-deep in conversation.****HANDKERCHIEF:Cold Storage.****INFLATION:Cutting money in half without damaging the paper.MOSQUITO:An insect that makes you like flies better.****RAISIN:A grape with a sunburn.****SECRET:Something you tell to one person at a time.****SKELETON:A bunch of bones with the person scraped off.****TOOTHACHE:****The pain that drives you to. 84. The door opened.Silvia stepped out of the elevator. She heard the stranger step out behind her. She looked down a long narrow white corridor, only one elevator opened onto the hall, and a single door waited at the other end. The floor was covered by a fine red carpet with gold floral trim.Three ornate crystal chandeliers lit the way to the simple white, wooden door with a large brass knocker. There were no signs, no mirrors, no indications at all to say what company, law firm or agency.