 Took its teenslutbus toll teenslutbus, after a while.
 Morbidly, Decker wondered how bus school teenslutbus the other 99% lived, what life was school like for the guy who had to ask for it bus school teenslutbus. Pay teenslutbus a hooker (and who knew teenslutbus where teenslutbus it had teenslutbus been?) Inveigle the wife, beg the girlfriend, maybe fork over teenslutbus a lot movie of teenslutbus cash teenslutbus and time and attention bus--and teenslutbus then face the fishwich when she demanded payback.
 He flicked a thought at Tabitha school, and she smoothly slid her mouth off his cock, licking off the precome she'd coaxed out already teenslutbus and cleaning it with delicate teenslutbus tongue strokes teenslutbus. And they think we don't like cats. She teenslutbus replaced him in his pants and redid his fly, settling back on her heels and looking up at him with her usual bright expression.
 "I think your friends are back," he said.
 He'd worked on bus school teenslutbus Tabitha for months and teenslutbus she could remember that time teenslutbus now without the slightest teenslutbus trace of affection for her ex-friends.
 "You covered your teenslutbus tracks, Master." She spoke thoughtfully from her teenslutbus knees, drifting into a pose her programming knew he liked. "But the clients tonight movie have teenslutbus been all bus school teenslutbus over the 'Net about it, and they teenslutbus must have put it together."
 He nodded, remembering how she'd looked this teenslutbus morning as he left the suite teenslutbus, sitting naked and teenslutbus crosslegged on movie the bed with the laptop, ready to spend the day surfing teenslutbus on his agendas movie with time for exercise breaks teenslutbus. He'd been school so taken with her absorption when teenslutbus he came back bus for a nooner that he'd let her be, staring bus at her utterly focused rapture and leaving. She teenslutbus'd school never teenslutbus known he'd been there.
 Decker had left his eyes on the screen bus, seeing that much of his ease of movement lost.
 Tabitha's ex-schoolmate and now pupil Jordan, about to graduate from her own extensive training, followed them, looking in her minidress both approachable and teenslutbus eminently fuckable.
 Karlsen smiled more avidly, directing his remarks more often to her chest bus school teenslutbus as though her breasts had stopped by late to join him for drinks movie. Tabitha moved imperceptibly, enough to make teenslutbus them amiable.
 Bellows looked nervous at the display movie, but he looked teenslutbus at Tabitha's chest teenslutbus, too. Then he blinked, realizing what he'd seen and teenslutbus how naturally she'd done it.
 Tabitha blinked and breathed, "Yes, Master school." and movie turned to bus school teenslutbus Jordan teenslutbus. She snapped her fingers and Jordan stopped teenslutbus in mid teenslutbus-word teenslutbus, staring through Bellows' head with a perfect teenslutbus deer/headlights look. Bellows teenslutbus was almost shaking.
 "I'm a prostitute," Jordan declared teenslutbus with teenslutbus quiet determination, sounding even younger teenslutbus than the ex-schoolgirl she was.
 "Sleep until I wake you."
 "But now that you have an bus school teenslutbus idea bus about the method, would teenslutbus you find it worthwhile to teenslutbus inspect teenslutbus a few more from the herd?"
 Karlsen teenslutbus smiled teenslutbus and nodded teenslutbus. Decker could teenslutbus see teenslutbus that he would school get over this quickly, distracted as teenslutbus he was by his greater passion for bus school teenslutbus the profit that Jordan and a movie covey of girls teenslutbus just teenslutbus as skilled--and utterly obedient--as she bus school teenslutbus was would generate for whoever owned bus them. His brain was already visibly turning over.
 He waited, giving them time to choose an entrance. He presumed they knew the floorplan, had enough access to the hotel's systems to deduce which suites he teenslutbus held on this teenslutbus floor, and could figure out the movie best teenslutbus place among those to teenslutbus keep some teenslutbus of his inventory. Tabitha, who teenslutbus seemed to be getting teenslutbus turned on at the thought of teenslutbus helping him take her friends, had suggested more precise bait, and came up with some quite clever not-quite-clues to hint teenslutbus which rooms the girls who might be Ruthie and Jill were waiting in. But before he could even point out the problem she'd seen it: "We can't teenslutbus make it too easy bus for them, Master. Because Carol teenslutbus could smell that."
 So teenslutbus many irons teenslutbus in the fire teenslutbus. A slaver's work was never done teenslutbus. Decker watched the alarm indicators trip teenslutbus over with deft speed, as the girls found their way to bus each of the possible entries and paused. He waited like an audience, appreciating their skill. He breathed, silently tracking their timing, the singing teenslutbus in their heads just noise now. He couldn't read past that noise, but he teenslutbus knew the fear they must feel now, about school to teenslutbus go in. Did they also know the exhilaration?
 He remembered they were women, and saw the movie tool lifted to soft lips in a teenslutbus smooth face, and kissed for teenslutbus luck.
 Locking the computer, he walked around the desk to the door bus school teenslutbus. Tabitha stood poised, still lovely in the jumpsuit, her handbag hefted with teenslutbus the gun discreetly inside, and she followed him out and down the hall like a wingman teenslutbus.
 This teenslutbus hotel suite teenslutbus was a tableau from Hieronymus teenslutbus Bosch. Multicolored teenslutbus strobes flickered through patterns movie too bus school teenslutbus fast to track and too compelling not to, while an insistent, melodic whining crawled like teenslutbus an amorous snake through the blunt limbs of a teenslutbus dark teenslutbus bass throb.
 Behind him, he knew Tabitha was alert and excited, her mind immunized by his personal training, avidly watching her bus old comrades being broken teenslutbus before her teenslutbus eyes by her master's subliminals.
 He watched the intruders slacken. He teenslutbus sent two of the teenslutbus slaves to teenslutbus resecure the windows they'd broken through, and the slaves stepped absently around their twitching would-be rescuers to obey the imperative in their minds. Nothing else happened. One girl, sitting teenslutbus open-mouthed and drooling under one of the windows, must have been outside watching teenslutbus their back, and made the mistake of peering in to teenslutbus see what the noise was.
 He sifted. Carol? Where is Carol?
 None of them knew.
 A diversion teenslutbus, then? For what teenslutbus? There movie wasn't anything here but the slave inventory to interfere with.
 Her mind pulsed. She'd figured it out teenslutbus, from just his posture teenslutbus and the logic of what they both knew. She spoke aloud over the soft bus school teenslutbus sounds of the conquered girls on the teenslutbus floor.
 Maybe Tabitha should tell her that.
 The music teenslutbus: deliberate, masking her thoughts teenslutbus and then masking the mask bus. Smooth, powerful, effective hypnosis.
 Carol bus was here.
 The "concierge" would be helpful. Hold her, he teenslutbus thought. In Tabitha's mind bus school teenslutbus he saw her tense to run.
 "You teenslutbus might as well relax," Tabitha told her victim with frightening calm. "That topical hypnotic will be shutting down your volitional centers in about--how much are you? about 100, 110 teenslutbus?--forty seconds. Then teenslutbus Master will be here."
 She school'd cut school deep and completely teenslutbus severed her carotid artery, and she'd already bus school teenslutbus bled out. Her eyes stared past the teenslutbus circuit breaker box above her teenslutbus.
 Decker looked at teenslutbus her. She'd thought she had forty seconds of free will left teenslutbus, and this was what she'd done with it.
 He looked at her eyes first, even before the gun. Neither bus school teenslutbus eyes teenslutbus nor gun wavered, until she teenslutbus cut her gaze over. The closet door stood out into the hall between bus school teenslutbus her teenslutbus and teenslutbus the teenslutbus dead girl, but she could see the bus splayed legs, the stain still scarlet around them and wide. The teenslutbus way teenslutbus the droplets had flown and landed.
 He heard--surf. Carol had programmed teenslutbus herself with teenslutbus the ocean to mask teenslutbus her thoughts.
 Decker looked at her. Not the beauty teenslutbus Tabitha was, but the sort of girl the teenslutbus eye kept drifting across, briefly but bus repeatedly until it found itself watching her. Her dark hair was short and he saw teenslutbus no makeup, but the color came teenslutbus from her deep brown eyes, striking even here in the hotel teenslutbus-corridor lighting, and her bus school teenslutbus lips had their teenslutbus own hue teenslutbus past violet. She was in loose clothes, and might even teenslutbus be a bit overweight. Decker bus blinked. Hard to say.
 She'd just sent teenslutbus all her friends, her teenslutbus troops, into what bus she teenslutbus must teenslutbus have known would be a trap, sprung his snares bus, and somehow gotten past teenslutbus Duke teenslutbus and the rest teenslutbus of bus school teenslutbus his people. Or had they gotten past her? Had she already been holed movie up here in the hotel since before they'd even arrived--waiting?
 All to distract him, so she could get teenslutbus close enough to shoot him dead.
 Just the waves, rolling ashore.
 No. This was what some people turned into when they teenslutbus were afraid enough.
 Ahh.
 Carol fought him, her whole being teenslutbus resisting him. Her right hand was in bus school teenslutbus her pocket, gripping something, and he wondered movie what she had in there. In a few moments he could teenslutbus simply know.
 Relax bus school teenslutbus.
 Relax.
 There was teenslutbus music school in her head now. He wondered if it was what she'd tried before choosing surf sounds. He started to recognize it, and looked into her eyes more deeply, wondering. What the fuck? . . . Frankie Goes to Hollywood teenslutbus?
 He teenslutbus smiled school, slowly movie feeling school his ability to multitask return teenslutbus as Carol weakened. Maybe this song was something she'd thought of once in teenslutbus a fit teenslutbus of perversity--what bus never to sing to teenslutbus the mind bus school teenslutbus controller--and tried not teenslutbus to think of again teenslutbus.
 She was crying now, and groaning quietly behind closed lips teenslutbus. She teenslutbus was teenslutbus just resisting, perhaps no teenslutbus longer even sure teenslutbus why.
 The other gun, he sent to Carol. She repeated it blankly teenslutbus in her captive thoughts, against the beat of Relax. Take out the other gun.
 Another square teenslutbus automatic, but teenslutbus not a design he . . .
 Saw the wire. Saw something shift under the loose clothing. Not overweight.
 He couldn teenslutbus't think about Tabitha, and so he gnawed away at the quandary and teenslutbus hated Carol for that instead.
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