The pasta came out perfect, and the wine was sweet. The candles seemed to make her glow. It seemed to last hours. “Honey,” she said at last, “I ...on’t think I’ve ever had a nicer candlelit dinner ever. Thank you.” I blushed, “Thanks mom. I just wanted to do something special for you. To show I really appreciate everything you’ve done. I’m glad you liked it. Why don’t you go get comfortable, I’ll wash up.” “Nonsense! I’ll get these, you’ve done enough dear.” I shook my head, already picking up. “What!” Wren tried to shout though her voice came out as a weak whisper.“You have to calm down as the Masters taught you. Your energy output has increased to almost ten times what it was. Your external temperature has also started to rise. I am reading a temperature of 51.6667°C (125°F), you must bring it down before you burn up,” Trigon said.A shocked Wren looked at the wall as she started to release as much of her anger as she could. Trigon was right. She could feel the heat rolling off her. "Musste das eben sein, Jeanie?" Ja, sonst lernst du nichts. Merke dir endlich, immer wenn du den Machorauskehrst, kriegst du von mir einen Denkzettel. Jetzt wei?t du, wiesich eine Frau als Sexobjekt f?hlt. Also ?berlege in Zukunft vorher, wiedu uns gegen?ber auftrittst." Immer ich! Ich kenne es doch schon aus dem Stripteaseclub, schonvergessen? Vor allem bei den einen Mal, an dem du mich einen Table-dancehast tanzen lassen. Wie die ollen Kerle geglotzt haben. Ich dachte, dassdu so etwas nicht. Mistress Carol must have gone around to the control panel because as soon as Mistress Laura pulled the mask from my face the Iron Lung was turned on. There was almost no break in my breathing as the Iron Lung took over the duties. It was good to have the mask off my face but the collar around my neck was new and slightly uncomfortable. As the pressure inside the tank increased and was reduced the collar moved in an out. Mistress adjusted the mirror at the top of the tank so I could see across.