It’s just not working right now. "I can't," I sob, as I watch her dying. My head hurts too much. Maybe if Lela were here to heal me, I could use the..., but she’s not.Wait, isn’t she always watching me?"Lela!" I yell, ignoring the pain in my chest and head at the effort. "Help me."Gina's eyes slowly close, as her struggles weaken. In desperation, I fight against my bonds, against the pain, needing to get out, to run to her and save her.Gina's eyes close, and her limbs go limp, and sick, demented. “You can’t win. Advise your client to take the $5000 and call it a day. And, sir, please just leave us alone.”“All I can do is talk with the client,” he said.I smiled, “I know. Thank you.”We shook hands and I turned away from a fuming Brandon Littleton to walk back to where my gaggle of attorneys was standing, while Littleton, Zimmer, and the other attorney filed out.“Thanks, Ben,” I said to Ben Jackson, shaking his hand. “And Ben,” I said to Ben van Hoek, shaking his hand. “And Mr. Baker,” I. He dropped the belt and grabbed her hair again, pulling her back to her feet. He dragged her to the center of the room. "Clearly you need some practice. On your hands and knees." She dropped down to her hands and knees and looked back up at him. "Wait here." He walked down the hallway towards their bedroom while she waited. Her bttom was burning and she wanted nothing more than to rub it, but she knew that she dared not move out of her position without permission. She had stopped sobbing, and. I’m not going to bite you, unless you upset me. And you rather seem to enjoy that.’ My face warms, and I fight back a grin as I say ‘Well, to be honest, I find the story sad. But not because the lovers die. Rather, that they were forced to be apart. That seems so cruel to me, Miss Cia.’ She gives a nod, and turns towards me, raising her calves. ‘Higher, dear.’ she says, parting the hem of her robe. I swallow again, and bring my grip closer to her sex. Her body slackens, and her eyes close. .