“I know you find it hard to hurt someone else, but if it comes down to either them or you, you need to pick you.” Maggie said. “Whoever is tryin... to kill you isn’t playing around. They were very nearly successful last time - if it wasn’t for your healing gift you wouldn’t have survived!”It was a sobering thought. Despite the excitement of discovering new abilities, it was a dampener to think about the fact that someone wanted me dead. I was silent for a while, dwelling on this discomforting. Jeri was quiet during the ride, but was looking around and taking in the sights, if you could call them that in Los Angeles.“Good afternoon,” a young woman greeted us when we exited the elevator on the 18th floor.“Hi,” I said. “We’re here for NIKA Consulting. We work for the company.”I handed over my card and she allowed us to walk down the hallway to the office. When we entered, Barbara and Cynthia both jumped up to greet me with a hug. They knew Jeri, of course, from coming to the Christmas. " Good."Click. The phone went dead. With a growing sense of excitement, Henrietta returned to her great hall to make plans for the future.In the bowels of North Castle Penitentiary Smythe was sitting alone in the Observation Cell. He could see one of the younger wardresses prowling around in the corridor outside, occasionally peering through the glass window to see what he was doing. He was exhausted from his stay in the Medical Suite and his bruises from his encounter with the Governess were. I wanted him in me. I wanted him deep in me. I wanted him. I wanted him. I felt my hole spreading apart as more and more of his cock went in me. I felt it stretching as the head spread it apart. It hurt, a bit, just a bit, yes it hurt, but I was his and I so wanted him in me. Then his head past my opening and now inside. I felt his shaft as it began to slide past my rim, filling me, his head going deeper and deeper…..and deeper still. I began to slide up now and down again. Up….and down again,.