There was a pulse, so I relaxed. I heard Simone going on and on about something, and now I turned to face her. She suddenly shut up, fear choking her ...voice. I knew that she'd never seen me this way before, and I must have looked far different from the man she had left at breakfast this morning."Well whore, hope you enjoy this dip-shit. He's going to be yours from now on. I sure as hell don't want anything to do with your cheating ass anymore."She sat there, tears running down her face, shaking. “Anything in particular?”“Hiding in plain sight,” Benjamin replied with a grin.“Yes, she’s good at that,” I chuckled.“As are Mary and Ceridwen,” Benjamin replied.“My God, John! Just where is this place?” Thea finally asked once Benjamin had wandered off.“Can you detect our Earth?” I asked by way of reply.‘No, I can’t detect any planets with humanity on at all, nor any with aliens on come to that,” she replied.“Look there,” I said showing her a mental image of where to find our Earth.“Bloody. Sheri was sitting on a stool, sipping a glass of red wine, at the casino bar. I approached, positioned myself next to her then overtly gave Sheri the once over, starting at her head then lowering my gaze down. Her stare was forward as she watched my reflection in the mirror on the wall behind the bar. The barista inquired as to my drink selection. My gaze shifted to the right as I ordered a Stella. It was then that I inhaled deeply. My nostrils detected a familiar pungent fragrance.. Evil Computer Voice: “Not yet, slave!”Jimmy looked up in confusion.Evil Computer Voice: “Standard attire for slaves at meals is running shorts and slave collar. As you no longer have running shorts, you will go to breakfast naked, unless Mark wants to present you in a different way.”“Sir, would it be acceptable to present the slave in collar, wrist cuffs and leash? Leash attached to the front of the collar, wrist cuffs attached to the back.”Evil Computer Voice: “This would please me. Make it.