.. that's pretty much what's been happening. You became her servant, not her husband." So ... she lost respect for me?"She nodded. "Her frustration an...d anger was a manifestation of her inability to get you to resist. To put a stop to her demands. To say no to her. She didn't want a slave, she wanted a husband. Someone to lead, not to follow." And you figured this out in just a few hours with each of us? That's a pretty quick diagnosis, isn't it?" Yes it is, but I'm fairly certain I'm right. One. Whatever happened, I had Kelly and Cheryl. I had my family. I knew I could get my father to move to North Dakota. I’m sure he was very lonely in the world where he lived with my mother.Over the course of the night Jenny had crept over to my side of the bed. We were spooned together lightly with her arm around me. It felt nice that she still trusted me when it came to her, at least subconsciously. The MS Rotterdam was a smooth sailing cruise ship and the motion of the water was more helpful to. "Let's see what you look like when you're all fixed up. You should be ableto fit into some of my clothes." she told me as she took me by the hand andled me over to her makeup table. For the next hour she dressed me some ofher sexy clothes, applied makeup to my face and put an old wig of hers onmy head. It was fortunate that we were almost the same size and I fit intoher clothes without any problem. When she finished I was astounded at whatI saw."Oouu!, you look like a real pretty girl, sweety.. In the worst case, I try to gather some guys.”“But will you get people who can knock down bodyguards?”“Probably not ... Clovis’s bodyguards are former elite soldiers. Unless we overload them with ten times the number, it will be difficult.”“You have to remember that if we do something like this and fail in the end, Clovis will be more careful and give more severe conditions.”“Yeah, I’m just giving ideas, I think we should focus on kidnapping him when he’s away from bodyguards.”“That.