I paid the early evening cover charge and we parked ourselves on two bar stools with a slightly obstructed view of the combo. Two middle age black g...ys were engrossed in business with an empty seat between them and Q. That was soon filled by a fortyish, businessman with more on his mind than Jazz. As Q sipped her wine and we listened to both the familiar and unfamiliar tunes I gently rubbed her back with my left hand and caressed her right knee with my other. Her sexy, button down. I wouldn't want you to force it--that's not in your nature. Oh shit, I don't know what I want." You want to be dominated." Yeah. Just once in a while. I don't know if you can do that, though. If you can't, it's all right. But I wanted to talk about it." You're right, I really have to be in the mood to be rough. Hmmmm. Being rough is not the same as being dominating, though." Not necessarily, true."Suddenly, Warren grinned. "You know what? I have an idea." What?" I'm not going to tell you. I'm. Neengal aunty kuthiyil evalavu vegamaaga vendumanalum oothu thalalam. Neengal evalavu oothalum ungaluku company tharuvaargal, vegamaaga oothukonde irunthen pinbu athaiyai doggy nilaiyil vaithu sexyaaga soothai thadavikonde pundaiyai oothen.Aunty soothu vatamaaga perithaaga kozhuthu irunthathu, vazhu vazhunu irupathaal athil kai vaithu thadavikonde matter adithen.Pundaiyai kutha kutha veri eri vegam athigam aanathu, vegamaaga oothathil aunty pundaiyil vintu peerikitu en meethu adithathu. Aunty. “Just something my brother saw in an American movie” explained Greta.He really is dumb, she thought, looking at Wendy.And then, an extraordinary thing happened.As Wendy looked back at her, Greta heard the woman’s voice. Only this time, her lips definitely weren’t moving. And yet she still heard the woman’s voice inside her head, clear as a bell!Dumb, said Wendy, But quite the tasty looking morsel, eh dearie?Greta’s jaw dropped. She was about to ask what had just happened... Had she.