?Shannon replied with a simple ?ok.? Slave Trader’s message popped up with a chime. ?It’s ‘Yes, Sir’, not ‘ok’.? Ok, this ...guy is formal, but ok. She then typed ?Yes Sir.? ?Good girl? was his response. Shannon felt a weird sense of pride and arousal. She moved her finger faster. ?Do you have a webcam?? he asked. Shannon looked at her laptop. She didn’t realize it before but there was a small camera at the top of the screen. She typed ?no,? then. It was one of those inns one finds everywhere scattered about the French countryside: thatched roof, grazing poultry, the smell of manure, elderly caretakers, bedbugs no doubt, but the Inn Sauvois as you may or may not know possesses a spacious dining hall. To this hall we were led to be met by your Abbess Clarissa who sat serenely in an oak chair outside the heavy doors, wearing the accoutrements of her calling, hands primly folded in her lap, as if she had all the time in the world.I don’t. Shaking his head he looked at his chest watching as the bite was quickly disappearing. Then he noticed that right next to Maat’s symbols, right of the center of his chest, the symbol of a lioness with an ankh below it appeared.The man thought of getting up but figured what was the use? Even as the thoughts left him a third pale skinned female appeared beside his bed. Bowing low the young looking female almost seemed as if she didn’t want to be there. “Though I do require the power that you can. I somehow thought that amongst her own friends she would be a bit more reserved, but I could accept that.At a quarter to eight I parked outside of Wishes’ house. I walked up to the door feeling very self conscious about my dress. I had never worn anything this revealing in public before and I was trembling with nerves, what am I talking about I hadn’t ever worn a dress before this week!Alhana answered the door almost before I knocked.“Linda,” she gave me her warm smile and pulled me into a hug..