"Nadine, why do you still looksixteen?"The young scientist turned to watch the Spiritual Detective changeherself into a dozen forms from young to old,... to different humanoid likecreatures and finally back again to her normal self.Nadine turned back to the large window and nodded, her form changing.The young scientist was now in her mid-twenties her hair pulled upneatly into a ponytail. Her black dress morphed into faded blue jeans, abaggy maroon MIT sweatshirt and sandals."What do you see,. " His words were slightly slurred, and I wondered how much of that brown liquor he'd had. He gestured to a chair across from him, and I perched uneasily on the edge.We sat silently for a minute, awkwardly, and I was about to stand up again and excuse myself when he finally spoke. "She begged me to, you know. To rape her. It would be better than letting Thomas have her, she said. Kinder. She begged me to 'accidentally' kill her instead of letting it drag on."I closed my eyes, trying to force. ” She settled on the mattress with a grace only slightly marred by her youthful enthusiasm, and appraised me, tucking her lip between her teeth as if in deep thought. As for me, I simply lay there, staring at her, transfixed, my memory of the night before slowly returning. I’d made a promise, an oath in fact, to give myself to her, not as a lover, but as a pet, a plaything. The journey from rescuer and teacher had led, inevitably to this place. My role as equal had vanished, eclipsed like the. I'm actually blushing now while I'm writing it. I'll have to read about the effect of tequila on human inhibitions.I truly don't recall everything I did to her, because she kept telling me what to do, begging, and she didn't move a muscle except to keep in whatever position I needed her to do whatever she was asking me to do.After a while I was more than really needed to come myself. I had been feeling how I was dripping, and I started rubbing my clit. She noticed it and told me she would.