No mention of what to do if she didn't want to play with him or negotiate things. Just commands.But as the week went on, the fantasies in her head ran...away with her. Could she maybe live it out? On Friday, she was still torn, so she drove to his neighborhood early and looked at his house. It looked like a nice suburban house, hardly noteworthy. There was no car in the driveway, but there was an attached garage. The lights were on downstairs. As 8 PM approached, she'd decided that she would. I expect that I'll be kept on the dance floor all night. I probably won't even have to buy a drink after my first one. Well, I'm dripping wet and I need to get out of this bathing suit and take a shower. I love you baby. See you in five days," and she hung up.Now I've never had any reason to doubt Betty Ann, but to be absolutely honest about it, it was mostly because I didn't pay all that much attention to what she did. Why should I? She kept the house spotless, she spoiled me rotten, she. Yet, I was instructed to make sure she enjoyed the evening, so I was laughing at her comments, smiling, and making conversation as we got out of the cab. I straightened the black cocktail dress I was wearing. It was rented, but very fine, and complemented my coloring. In place of my training collar was a black, leather Hermès choker, my hair was done beautifully, as was my make-up. It was a gala event being held at the Opera, and I was Mistress Estée’s date for the evening – and for her fun. “Captain Olafson we are ready to receive you. Admiral Stahl expected something like this and ordered a group to follow.”I could not wipe the deep grin off my face.“I could use a Wolfcraft with Translocators.”Tar Wak-Ku, commanding the heavy strike force wiped on his feet.“Cam Elf-Na’s spies were correct. That Okthi Hi heeded the call for Thana Shoo and stopped at the secret Hi gathering spot. The Cam will shower me with honors wiping this stain of our collective honor.”One of the old tenders to.