Mistress now stood several large steps away from her and, Sandy saw for the first time, was holding in her hands the collar that Sandy had kissed earl...er."Sandy, do you submit to me, of your own free will?" Yes, Mistress."Sandy had never felt so sure of anything in her entire life. As she answered that question, it became perfectly clear in her own mind why she had chosen the collar over the pendant. She wanted to give herself freely. While she knew that she couldn't be hypnotized against her. They will first give her a pregnancy test and if it's positive, they'll extract the embryo to see if it's human or alien." But what about Megan? Are they going to hurt her?" They'll keep her alive until they find out what they need to know, then she becomes a liability and will probably be killed. If they had a breeder of their own she would be used for that, but since they don't, she is just excess baggage." How long do we have?" The pregnancy test is simple," said Skip, "but they won't be. Some cute little sex pot moved in with them." I hope he gives her VD," Mark muttered, his face had a bleak expression. Amanda looked at her, surprised at his vindictive anger."Mark, go take a shower and change clothing. Mike will interview you and Amanda on camera." Sam grinned and pointed toward the door. "Go."For once Mark went without argument. "I'll run out to the house and shower and change. See you back here in one hour. Love you." With that he was gone.His voice came back to them from. No, not her, she would shoulder the responsibility for her own actions, she would never allow blame to fall anywhere else. It was an amazing trait at the same time it left him feeling somehow not needed, not required, a very unusual and unsettling feeling for him. Every feeling he had toward this woman was unsettling. Even that was unsettling, when was the last time he had referred to a woman as such and not as a slut or a whore. But try as he might and he certainly had, he knew she was.