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It was easy to see why He was gorgeous, intelligent and single-asth and control wedded to the incontrovertible need that arose froe condition

She pulled forward at the green light, her teeth clenched and her fingers white on the wheel He needed her, all right For sex To get his life back But he didn’t need her Anyone who summoned him from the book would have done equally well

Her breasts ached from the unfamiliar use he’d just put them to And he had used the slave Whatever he asked of her, she would do Whatever he wanted, she would give

But she feared that what he wanted iven her the ultimate sexual pleasure and his life was restored to hiht even view her as a distasteful reminder of his former weakness, his own slavery to the mystic power that had stolen him away to the half-life he’d existed in since 1967, and be in even more of a hurry to leave her

Soed to make it to the beauty salon before herlate But when herroom on the stylist’s arm, Sa through a style azine

“…after sitting for so long You understand,” herthe stylist

“Of course, Mrs Taylor Don’t you worry about it”

Sam hopped up and took her accustomed place at her rip from the stylist’s arm to Sam’s

The physical therapist insisted that there was nothing wrong with her s and spine that exercise and attention to balance couldn’t cure Her initial fracture had healed cleanly and completely But the blow to her arden and drive with no assistance Instead she relied upon Sa Given how badly she’d let the house deteriorate after the death of Sam’s father, Sam was afraid to leave her alone to fend for herself

Sam waited patiently while her mother counted out the money for the stylist Both Master Giaco reasons Master Giacomo needed her because she’d been the submissive who read the book who called hi Her mother needed her because the bonds of family ensured she would care for her and the lack of a family of her own meant she could care for her 24/7

They needed her because of what she was Not because of who she was

The situation sucked

Still dwelling on the unfairness of it all, Sam escorted her mother to the deli where they routinely ate lunch after visiting the salon As they both sat picking at their sandwiches, Saossip as usual

“Mo?” She dropped her sandwich to the plate “Did tipping back in the chair hurt your back?”

Her ly “No I’m just tired”