I know. Stupid. But I did and I knew that this girl wasn’t going to share the story. She’d come here to learn to help people and we’d become fri...nds. I couldn’t imagine she was terrible enough to betray all that. When I was done, she was quiet for a long time, but took my hand and gave it a comforting squeeze, holding it while we walked.“Not to sound like a gold-digging bitch, but just how much did she steal?” she asked finally.“From what I could find, it was over $100 million across a couple. Mistress went on to explain that with every client she needs to take afew liberties to maximize the fantasies of each. In this case theliberty was that she was making my wife into a punk pinup girl andletting my wife decide how things would go with me. Mistress Kebra thenshowed me a picture of how my wife would look, the same pictureapparently she showed my wife before she was to write a list of thingsthey should do to me. In the picture there was a woman with hugebreasts. On each breast there. "Cassie hesitated. She squeezed her legs together. Heat flared. "Um ... no ... not really."She felt a twinge of guilt. Should she have said something about her feelings for Ned? No, that was likely not an issue. It was just her excitement over going out with him. She had so little experience at dating. For all she knew, lots of girls reacted this way.But it felt a lot like the urges for Richie before...Cassie shook her head. That was different. She felt no compunction to dominate Ned."Okay,. Jack and Bella were working together to stitch up a puncture wound in another man’s leg.“I’m a little busy, Will!” Jack snapped without looking up. “What is it?”“I need explosives,” Will said quickly.Jack held the wound in her hands closed and steady and let Bella stitch, but looked up to meet Will’s eyes. A flicker of thoughts and emotions flashed behind her eyes, but a moment later all she said was “Let me finish this up.”Once Bella had the last stitch done, Jack put a hand on the witch’s..