"What the hell..." I have told you time and time again that I don't want to be called'mistress,'" she retorted. "That's your fantasy, not mine. And, y...urfantasies are over." Call me by my name," she said. "But...let me see, I guess we do needsome bit of formality, don't we?" I know," she exclaimed. "How about I let you talk to me like I do thelittle kiddies in our Sunday school class?" she suggested. "You cancall me Miss Laura." Yes, Miss Laura," she said. "That will do nicely." And, it's. We kissed for a long time but Linda still didn’t make any attempt to remove my clothes. I picked her up and lay her down on the bed. I then lay down beside her. She was still looking at me intently. I wondered what was going on in her mind so simply lay there looking at her. She didn’t speak and the silence was getting to me.“Are you okay?”“Not really.”“Talk to me. Have I done something wrong?”“No, you have treated me better than anyone in my life. I’m trying to rationalize my feelings with. "Bring them up forcefully if you have to. Now!" The guards nodded, rushing to obey the order, a fearful look in their eyes."You!" thundered Max, removing the Desert Eagle from its shoulder holster and pointing it at The Mole. "Over there," he commanded motioning with the barrel toward a flat spot on the edge of the rocky parking lot. Max pulled a cinnamon flavored toothpick from his breast pocket, stuck it in his mouth and chomped down menacingly.The Mole knew his number was up. No one would. "I heardabout today," Jack stated. "Your mother won't be coming around anymore. She did say you gave her a lot to think about," Jack said, "that'shopeful." He concluded with his hand drifting to Ann's crotch. Anngently brushed him aside."Not yet," she said, smiling at his gesture.Jack nodded. "What did you say to her?" he asked undaunted by herrebuff."Only what needed to be said."Jack nodded again. "Can I help you with your dinner?" I'm not a little girl," Ann protested."You never were." .