Hidden beneath the robes was a large scimitar with a blade that looked terrifyingly sharp. "I saw his boots," Amelia said by way of explanation, thoug...h why a representative of the British Council should be looking out for such a thing and carrying a silenced, long-barrelled pistol as well, I wasn't clear. "Ottoman assassin." Ass ... ass..." Helena at first seemed dumbstruck but her words gave way to screams almost at once."Oh, for heaven's sake," Amelia said, reaching into her bag once more.. The feeling of helplessness was intense. My existence of being fed, winded, nappy changed, bathed and dressed was totally controlled by the girl that owned the doll, and I was the doll.Some days she would get up and forget her doll. The cot that I slept in was in her bedroom. She would find something else to amuse her and sometime during the day her mother would change my nappy and feed me and put me back in the cot. I could tell that her mother had sympathy for me but the happiness of the. "I smiled thankfully. "Do I need to spill this soup on you to prove it?"Lynn gave me a calculating dom look. "You're a bad girl for just thinking that!"The conversation moved on to my day, my interviews, which always seemed to interest her. But I knew that wheels were turning in both our minds as we considered what might happen later in the evening. * Yes, I admit it. I have a secret kinky side that opens up to butch women. I think that was part of my decision to join the Army before going to. In the end, Sam got to keep the damned car!I did take great pleasure in telling K’deesha how much the insurance was going to be on the damned thing. Sam now has until the next insurance bill comes due to sell it. He’ll still get enough money from selling it to pay his k**s way through a good deal of college but at least I won’t have to see him driving that damned Ferrari with the top down and the theme from Magnum, P.I. blaring from the speakers. Sam looks ridiculous in flowered Hawaiian shirts.