Detective Morris, a tall clean shaven man with a shaved head, the lead detective, stood, and said he supposed that a news release should be given, to ...put the pictures out on television, and see if they got any hits from that.Rachel, Judy and I asked that our identities be kept secret, as the commotion caused by the press would be a major disruption.We were right. Local, state, and nation-wide services picked it up, ran with it, and it snowballed. They bayed like hounds on a scent for any scrap. Don't you think?" Mmmmnnn hmmm."James reached for his drink and placed his hand on the couch reaching out toward her.As she did the same, their hands touched. The feeling was electric and they both pulled back briefly, and then relaxed. Their hands were barely touching, there on the seat of the couch, but the warmth exchanged was intense. They sat and stared at Gerald on the floor, sleeping soundly, as the tension built between them. They sat like that for a time, and then James covered her. He was driving her back to his Hacienda. Aurélie had removed her shoes and was lying backward on the passenger's seat, trying to get a little rest. She had not yet quite accustomed herself to the time difference. She stretched her legs, resting her feet on the front of the car while crossing her fingers behind her head, remembering what she had already seen.The day before Pablo had brought her to visit to the inquisition museum in Mexico City. It had turned out disappointing because of its lack. ..?" You told me to thank you when you compliment me."Master cupped my cheek in his hand as he said, "Good girl," and I leanedinto it." "You remembered." I thanked him again. "But. I wasn'tcomplimenting you before. I was merely making an observation."I said, "It sounded like a compliment to me," a second before he spankedme yet again.I said, "Thank you Master."He said, "Slaves don't talk back to their master." Sorry Master." Good slave." Thank you Master." You know, I think I'll reward you."I.