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 Decker grinned at her. "She's not that ruthless, is she?"
 Decker got up to change for dinner. There were a couple of new buyers who titjob still didn't titjobmodels quite understand the scope of what applied mind control brought to the white-slave trade, and the established clients who vouched for them needed to show titjob off their access to titjob him titjobmodels.
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 By titjobmodels his side, Tabitha was exquisite in a satin jumpsuit just loose enough to be chic, and looked like an unapproachably sleek young woman instead titjob of simply an unaffordably fuckable one. She trailed him to the dining room, and he liked how her poise was as disorienting as her winsome good looks titjob. He couldn't tell how titjob much of it was titjobmodels "original" Tabitha who titjob'd titjobmodels held the helipad alone, and how much the titjob new titjob and improved Tabitha, tamed and online focused titjobmodels.
 Tabitha wouldn't demand her titjob man have balls. He titjob'd just end titjobmodels up feeling they weren't big enough.
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 "Let me get my secretary on the line, then." Decker tapped Tabitha on titjob her nearer nipple , suppressing his reaction to her eager intake of breath. "Tabbycat. Wake now."
 "That's a titjob total-recall trigger," he explained. "Secretarial mode now. She 'll titjob remember everything we say, and titjob the body language with it. Like a tape recorder titjob with something extra."
 Tabitha stared into space, standing by the door. She'd called it models correctly, earlier, when they were planning the evening. She'd known titjobmodels one of the girls had titjob learned mountaineering and trained the others, and the best of her second-degree pupils were the ones online coming titjobmodels down now from titjob the roof level. They'd gotten there by helicopter--one had titjobmodels settled over an open titjob section of the roof without landing while they online'd been titjobmodels at dinner titjob and models departed titjob in titjobmodels seconds, too quickly to challenge, and he supposed the girls had piled out with their gear in a well-drilled offload. Now, after waiting for dark, they'd emerged from hiding up there and started down to him.
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 Tabitha stood titjobmodels still and willing, now. He titjobmodels looked into her thoughts titjob and found quiet bliss: a dream of online kneeling naked by his feet in a bright, crowded throne room, owned before all.
 Decker admired them as lesser Tabithas, wondered if he could make a palace guard of them. They were, in the end titjob, still just amateurs, but they were good: the titjob lack that distinguished and handicapped an amateur wasn't skill but focus. He knew they'd lose that, at the proper time titjob.
 She looked eager. "Maybe Carol's with them." She saw his skepticism, or titjobmodels perhaps felt it titjobmodels. "Not the main group titjobmodels, Master, but here, somewhere."
 Locking the computer, he walked around the desk to the door. Tabitha stood poised, still lovely in models the jumpsuit, her handbag hefted with the gun titjob discreetly titjobmodels inside titjobmodels, and she titjob followed him out and down titjob the hall like a wingman.
 This hotel suite was a tableau from Hieronymus Bosch. Multicolored strobes flickered through patterns too fast to track and too compelling not to, while an insistent, melodic whining crawled like titjob an amorous snake through titjob the titjobmodels blunt limbs of a dark bass throb.
 He sifted. Carol? Where is Carol?
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 Her mind pulsed. She'd figured it out, from just his posture and the logic of what they both knew. She spoke aloud over the soft sounds titjobmodels of the conquered girls on the floor.
 In her head, he titjobmodels saw that Tabitha wasn't titjob sure titjob about that, but Tabitha's opinion of powerful hypnotists had, of course, forever been titjob altered titjob. He saw something titjob else: Tabitha couldn't see Carol choosing someone else to do a job like that.
 Wait titjob. Music in her head--but titjobmodels he smiled: it was the elevator theme online, muted and tasteful. Probably drove the titjobmodels poor girl insane as she titjob fetched titjob and carried. He thought titjobmodels of models playing with her, but with his new catch flopping on the titjob floor of two more suites here . . .
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 Carol was titjobmodels here.
 Decker accepted that the new brain-noise could be a planned element: deep hypnosis for the girl in another location, before they started, and titjob an all-purpose command to hear and replay whatever titjob she heard, to blend in. But he made an titjobmodels intuitive leap that it had been a tactical improvisation. A titjob Carol move, right here.
 He licked his lips. Colder and smarter even than Tabitha. He was going to titjob love the mindfuck.
 He disengaged from her thoughts and concentrated on getting through the corridors, wondering if any of titjobmodels Carol's other soldiers had infiltrated in titjobmodels hotel uniforms, but the floor seemed deserted. If he saw anyone they'd be on the carpet under a SLEEP command online right titjob then.
 A titjob worthy girl titjobmodels, even enslaved.
 But--not ready to kill.
 Tears titjobmodels. There.
 Relax titjob, her mind answered, and he heard the titjob beat of titjob the song in it titjob. Her arm began to bend online, to sink. Her will was bending.
 Relax. Decker stepped aside, and the gun didn't online follow, though her eyes, glazing and frantic titjobmodels, tried to.
 She was crying now, and groaning titjobmodels quietly titjobmodels behind closed titjob lips. She was just resisting, perhaps no models longer even sure why titjob.
 Then, seeing it reduced to an effect titjobmodels, he made them titjob stop titjob.
 He thought about Carol. He titjobmodels thought about the way her mind had felt titjob, the ecstasy when she'd titjobmodels finally--relaxed. It had lodged in his own mind when hers had stopped, that eerie joy, and he was circling titjob the question whenever there was nothing else to think about. Often.
 Decker would never know.
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