How do you think she'd handle knowing about it?" Well, I wasn't planning on making any confessions because frankly, it's none of her business. If she ...guesses, so what? We're grownups and we have our needs."He stood, still holding her hand. As they headed up the stairs, he marveled at the capacity of the human mind to rationalize questionable ethical behavior in the face of overpowering physical need. It's the stuff addictions are made of.Behind her closed bedroom door, they wasted no time. You know that perfectly well. I’ve been completely honest with you, and told you exactly what we can have together and how good it could be if you’d only let it. You can’t force me to love you just by being devoted.’ Her voice softened. ‘Dieter, you’re driving me away from something I value, and you’re hurting yourself at the same time. Please, please, try to accept that I’ve got my own mind, and I’ve made my own decisions, and that you’re an important part of them but not everything. It’s not. She scanned the room around her and then gazed steadily into the face of each slave. It was Mimosa’s face she studied the longest. ‘It’s foolish to believe that this village will be any different,’ she said. ‘Before long, the slaves will be emboldened or, if not the slaves of this village, the rebels from another. There will then be great slaughter.’ She paused for effect. ‘I’m sure you all believe this is for the good. You’ve been treated unkindly by our tribe and it will afford you no regret. I don't show any emotion to her words."You are free to involve the police ma'am... Unfortunately my mistress is quite hard to track.. Impossible to track in fact... so the only result will be your expulsion for cheating... Humiliation on the internet... And a certain highschool sweetheart learning of his beautiful lovers infidelity" she is shook to her core by my words. I love seeing her realize I am speaking the truth."I wasn't cheating on my boyfriend!... I just.. my team... I had to pass.