”She smiled as joy filled her heart and a dark blue gem on her forehead flared, “Yes master.”Crimson shot awake from a libidinous dream. She ran... her fingers through her head and gripped her hair, the pain of it helping calm her aroused nerves. Still the echoes of that incredible fuck lingered in her head.“What?” She looked around finding herself in what seemed like a warehouse or storage facility of some kind. The concrete floor expanded all around her with florescent lights high overhead. Their was a red velvet rug on the floor, the bed was white silk, the dresser was oak... I have never seen a room so elegant. Their was a mirror on the wall, and a chest near the foot on the bed filled with clothing. Their was red and blue robes, white fancy looking clothes for important occasions, regular clothing but with my father's symbol on the right shoulder side, and a purple tunic. Was really caught my attention was a green tunic with gold and silver patterns everywhere on it. There. Suddenly I was among terrific waves, all at cross motion and wild, twisting and auguring my tiny craft like a barrel in a maelstrom. I held on and Prayed to my God that I would not be turned turtle.My Prayer was answered, and once past the reef or bar, whatever the underwater obstruction had heaped the seas so high, the water calmed, and flattened to the point that I suspected I was no longer at sea, but rather heading up a broad river. The wind and tide carried me eastward, and as the day wore. “Wow so you guys split this and he’s not even around to enjoy it with you?” I asked as we sat on her bed and turned on the tv.“No I paid for it, the business is doing well and he is kind of a deadbeat,” she said with a certain weariness in her voice. “Why do you stick around with him then?” “I don’t know, it’s convenient I guess, it’s hard to meet people back home, you know?” she said laying on her stomach and flipping through the channels. “Let’s stop talking about him, what do you want to.