Essudi can control the mind, maybe he’s controlling me?, she thought, but I don’t feel controlled. Maybe I wouldn’t if I were? So am I? Meantime, Greghom was speaking again, leaning, his knuckles on the desk. His whole posture reminded someone angry, or highly focused and concentrated.


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    No, thank you Mr Greghom.’ she said and thought:If I have one I will be looking for a toilet in ten minutes.


    Kyeta’s suspicions seemed to start confirming and she focused on not jumping with arousing excitement. She loved this girl so much! She had to admit in her heart it was making her a little bit jealous. The attention Ota was about to draw, this shy girl. If that’s the matter I will need to work my own way to attention and admiration. I truly love being loved, haha.


    Yes, I am’ Ota answered and lowered her eyes. She is embarrassed, my dear thing!