"Well, not with a young woman that I haven't even met. I don't even know your name," I countered."You want to know my name? Okay... , my name is Becky..." she said."Don't look now," I laughed, "But I think you're holding up the checkout line." Oh, sorry," she said to the clerk as she handed her the container.Once I was back outside in the warm sunlight, I spotted her over near the entrance looking at the display of potted herb plants.As I was preparing to walk by, she turning toward me and asked,. In marrying him, I wanted to turn myself over to him and let him take control over me. Nothing would make me happier. So, the wedding. Tomorrow. It was going to be unusual, as it was a combination wedding and commitment to subservience and the slave/master relationship. Together with several other couples who would observe, I was to turn myself over to Jason. He was to become, officially, my master. It was Friday and I was trying to get the final bits of work done before leaving on the. His big armswrapped around me. He was so tall! The top of my head was just belowhis chin, and as I hugged him, I could have sworn that he was inhalingmy perfume. My arms barely reached around him. I felt comfortablestanding there like that. I had missed being with Michael and didn'trealize until right now. It felt good to be there. To be there...inhis arms. We hugged for just a moment longer than two old friends, andI heard Gran clear her throat."Come in and tell us what you've been up. “Morgana ordered plan theta,” I added.“Hmmm, good call,” Mage Amehlo agreed getting a few nods from the other heads.“Basically set up a small fortress or strongpoint in each place and dare them to misbehave,” chuckled Mage Helen.“Aye, the real troublemakers won’t be able to ignore them and they’ll have to win to bring the ordinary Sidhe round,” Roxanne mused.“Just remember we won’t have any real friends there. I rather doubt the ordinary Sidhe ... assuming there is such a thing, will have any.