We didn't clue them in, but asking questions led us to answers we wanted to hear. Along with the mulatto's monologue and the movement and how it affec...ted speech getting high praise, they wrestled with the vase phenomenon they enjoyed but couldn't articulate nearly as well as the young poet."When's your next production?" asked a young man."This one took over two years," I said, smiling at the princess who smiled back. "I wouldn't expect anything soon." As soon as I said it, the smile. Ieven had to take smaller more gentile movements in the office because ofthe sheer levels of sexy restriction that I was now regularly beingtrussed up in.We never vocalised what was happening, but I was clearly submitting toher and she was clearly dominating me. It felt wonderful and if I washonest, I quietly enjoyed the potential risk of what I was doing and shequickly got off on that subtle fear that she could see in my eyes.Without a doubt the risk always felt far greater for me! But as. ”Iliyana laughed in spite of herself. “Maybe I am, but I need to ask you something. How attached are you to Nar Shadaa?”Larian stood and dusted himself off. “Not very much; It pays the bills, but the expense of doing business here is horrendous.”“Well, Lord Tremar and myself are in need of a good mechanic to take care of a station we’ve recently come into possession of, if you’re interested,” she said, turning slightly and giving him a clear look.Larian laughed. “How can I refuse such a pretty. My main worry was still my voice,but by talking softly I seemed to get by and she was right I had topractice as I wasn't going to get by this weekend without speaking.On the drive up Babs explained about Helen. Babs last school had aagreement since the war with Helens old school to exchange pen friendsto improve the letter writing of the girls. A mini sort of culturalexchange. Helen first pen friend had been killed in a car crash so Babstook over, hence the age difference. This had proved.