"Come on, we must be quick about this," she said, pulling the sheets off me in one movement, and still sounding a bit pissed off.She saw my semi hard ...on poking through the gap in the front of my pyjamas. I normally slept with just those and nothing on my top half. "Well, at least that's a start," she said, sounding a bit calmer, but business like.This all still felt a bit weird.She folded the sheets right back and said, "Take off your pyjamas and lie back on the bed naked, like you did last. "You are right Dharkuntis, a slave is bound by the word of his owner. Nevertheless, there is something you forgot or weren't smart enough to figure out in two hundred years. Slave doesn't mean meek or stupid. What would a proud and intelligent slave do, if she doesn't want to be given away by her owner to another master? She wouldn't beg to be spared from her fate, she would simply choose another master. She can't sell or give herself away, but she can manipulate a situation to reach her goal.. Her driving makes me nervous. I would rather be late than in the hospital."You don't understand," She shakes her head and switches to another lane. "This isn't your normal male strip joint! It's a very exclusive place. If we're not there before eight, we don't get in."We reach the freeway, but the freeway isn't much better. As usual, the Harbor Freeway is bumper-to-bumper. Stephanie quickly makes her way over to the left most, fast lane; but it moves no faster than any other."Hey hot mommas," I. "Good. Sophie has explained that you have an unhappy home life. As I told Sophie I really do not like to speak ill of people, so I apologise because your mother is one of them. I know your mother and her reputation quite well, although I have never really talked to her, but I have seen how bad she can be around people. I can only imagine what your step-dad is like, if he is willing to stick around with her. Now you have had a tough time with making friends because of your mum's antics, I do not.