Yet today, she doubted her sense of direction. Every light, every stop sign, every lane change became one of indecision and doubt. Tina! Get a grip! s...he muttered to herself. You can still say no. No one would blame you. Yet still she drove until she pulled into her apartment parking lot and space. She dispelled a long breath and let go of her doubt. There was another man that claimed to desire her other than her husband, the only other man she had ever been with. Soon she would know what it. I trained those girls you saw me bind, at their request. They wanted to experience power exchange. It took many sessions, a lot of tears, and countless marks on their bodies, for them to be able to endure what I had trained them for." “I am sure my ballet training will assist me in enduring all that you wish to do to me. My teacher was very strict, almost sadistic. She pushed everyone past their limits in every class.” Macie remained silent, she was anxious to know if I would take her up on. Tim finally relented. He raised his closed fists to his dad and opened them palm down. Raymond was taken aback at what he saw. Or rather, what he didn’t see.“I saw your hands right after we got you calmed down. You were openly bleeding from each finger. It looked like you tore each of your fingernails out, probably from the roots,” Raymond exclaimed as he examined his son’s large but perfectly normal and apparently uninjured digits.Tim let go a large breathe he didn’t realize he was holding. “I. "We gotta back to the office," said Brad. "We can't stay down here and argue with them forever. We'll call in Broderick tomorrow and see if these buttheads can be brought to heel. We need those records and we need them now." The two men were talking about business, their voices were kinda faint: records or something. Then, the topic changed. They must have moved closer to the entrance because their voices were clearer now. "I gotta tell yuh, Henry, that was one helluva party Saturday night,".