They’re making excellent progress, don’t you think?”“Morning, Juan, Jesus. They’re making much better progress than I anticipated, Juan.” ...Glancing at the retreating back of the third man I had to ask, “Is there some problem I should be aware of?”With a small grimace he replied, “Not really, Pablo. There are still one or two holdouts like him who want to take shortcuts instead of doing the job right.”“I’d be really surprised if Jesus is one of the holdouts,” I said with a raised eyebrow.Jesus. She knew she should just walk away, her own flat was only ten minutes walk away, but she couldn't, she suddenly felt strangely helpless and lightheaded. To her amazement she wanted to go home with him far more than she wanted to leave, despite the unexpected feelings running through her.The narrow stairs up to the flat meant that Craig had to walk behind his sister. In the dim light he could just make out her slim figure, and the swaying of her hips as she climbed the stairs. He couldn't help. "The two young people silently shook hands with Darla making a graceful curtsey while holding the boy's hand. Pleased, Jane decided to get on with the real work. "Is that all the luggage you have with you?" No, Ms. Thompson," was the soft, courteous reply. "I have two larger bags in checked baggage." Very well, give me the claim checks. I will arrange to have them delivered to my home later on, Kenneth. For now, we have much to accomplish today and your train was late." Jane spun. “Go get him!” She laughed to me. “I’ll have my love-slave bring you your wine. If you want anything else let me, or them, know.”I wished I could loathe her. I wished I could be like her. She looks like sex on legs, she acts like a goddess queen, and she’s so friendly and outgoing. I trudged up the hill and bolstered my resolve to not let him have me. I was going to end it and make him suffer for what he does to me. How dare he reduce me to a submissive little girl that competes for his.