She missed her Dolly,that was all."I don't need your flattery," whispered Nadia."It's not flattery. I don't have time for that. You obviously hold asp...cial place in your heart for me. Otherwise, you wouldn't call everynight. I obviously have a high regard for you, otherwise I wouldn'tanswer and talk for hours. Think about it. If you weren't special, whyhaven't I gone and made myself a new Dolly. Surely it wouldn't be hard." I don't know." It's because there is no one like you Nadia. No one. I had forgotten to call my friend with the information about Global, so I did and gave him the number that he should fax it to. I reminded him to make sure there wasn't a stamp on the fax paper that he could be traced with. He just laughed and asked if I thought he was stupid or something.That's it, I thought to myself. I was making a mental note to not try to advise people who were smarter than I was. I felt foolish enough as it was and decided I would just stick to the facts from now on.I. Are you satisfied?”“So your desires for me are purely natural?”“I have no desires for you, natural or unnatural.”“Then why did you ask me to undress,” Sandy Dancer asked pointedly.Jacques Descroix had a very thorough mental debate about the wisdom of having a press conference that morning. He tried to think of some excuse to postpone it, but couldn’t come up with one. The press rats were in rare form today.He opened the door and strode purposely into the room. He glanced around the room, noted. To me, it was easy to see he badly needed power, constantly, and would attempt to seize it at every oppurtunity. With this in mind, and with a raging bisexuality and passion for the forbidden fruit, my desire to chain him up, torture him, humiliate him and rob him of every last shred of power he had and make him submit. It grew beyond a fantasy and into the dangerous confines of a need. I had also a means. My parent's roomy sub-basement, soundproofed thoroughly by thick concrete, spacious and.