My first reaction was to wonder why Sheila was feeling threatened. It took a minute or two to unravel that she had been afraid for me. The two knife w...ielding thugs were an inconvenience. She was worried about the .45. She knew, if it came to a choice, that I would sell my life to give her a chance. It was the biggest compliment anyone had ever paid me. I stroked Sheila’s hair and promised. I would never let it happen again. I was still reassuring her when she fell asleep. Some habits are hard. That will become clear in time.’ ‘Is this how Tre Lloyd welcomes guests to his house?’ Robert said in a low growl. ‘With questions and attacks?’ He broke off with a low snarl as Kimiko placed a hand on his forearm. He lowered the sword but did not sheath it. I could see that the sigils along its length had returned to their natural black color instead of the glowing red and white they had been. ‘No it is not how I welcome guests to my house.’ I said, looking at him. ‘But I am not accustomed to. .. not even my name."I... I... I can't remember... nothing... nothing at all... who am I?" I asked"Well we were hoping you could tell us" they said"There must be something... some sort of clue" No, not a thing. The driver of the car was killed outright, you were very, very lucky hardly a scratch on you, given a few days and you should be right as rain, you're memory could be back then, just rest up, we'll keep an eye on you and try to fathom out who you are" said the doctor, then they left to. Are you a slut?”“Yes, Sir. Your slut. Your wet slut.”“Really? I think a slut would like a spanking. What do you think?”She did take a moment to think about it. “No, Sir.”“Huh?” He wasn’t expecting that, which made her smile.“A true slut, and owned slut, would want whatever pleased you, Sir.”“And what do you think would please me?”“Hmm, probably a very red bottom. Please spank me, Sir, if it pleases you.”“You always find new ways to please me. Good girl.” His hands rubbed her ass, squeezed it..