"I'm sure many men find you a little ... intimidating." Betty snickered. "Yeah, but too much so, sometimes. It's real hardwhen most of them won't e...en approach you." "Catch twenty-two?" She sighed. "In spades." We were quiet for some time after that, the silence broken only bythe sound of the creek. I felt bad that I might have made herdepressed, even though it was her that brought up the topic in thefirst place. I looked at her, but her face betrayed nothing. It heldthe same hard. I am far more dominant than any humandominatrix could ever be. You also have more perverse fantasies." Please, let me go. I'll leave the fairies alone. I'll just go back tobeing plain old Earl. Please, don't hurt me!" Silence! You are my slave, earl the troll! You have no say in what goeson in my realm! I am Demonatrix. Goddess Demonatrix! Is that clear,slave?"Yes, Mistress." Not Mistress! I am no mere mortal! I am Goddess Demonatrix! Is thatclear, slave?" Yes, Goddess Demonatrix. I am your. “Go help her get in the back.” Selva commanded Saleem.Saleem and Madhu got down. Saleem went and removed the tarpaulin covering the truck’s back. There was a ladder that ran along the tailgate. He helped Madhu get on top of it and into the back of the truck.“The bed is in that corner. And the blankets are over there. You can sleep for as long as you want”, were the first words Saleem said to Madhu.“Thank you.” Madhu said. She hurriedly arranged the blankets on the bed and crashed on it. Saleem. Amazingly I find our elderly neighbour Mrs Kemp, seated there. She is thrilled to see me.By her legs sits a big brown lovely dog.She greets me and explains it's her daughter's dog and that she's minding it for a few weeks while they are on holiday.I sit beside the handsome animal to stroke its fine coat.When I stroke his head his lovely eyes look deeply into mine.My pulse quickens.He has that magic something; personality, sex appeal, masculinity.I'm drawn by him: want him.Mrs Kemp talks on.