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Chapter 27

After the meal, we both relaxed. He sat back in his chair, smoking a kind of cigarillo, and I leaned back against one of his legs, while he ran the fingers of one hand through my hair.

I thought about the current situation—apart from my ownfeelings about Anatole.

I decided that this business must increase his sense of control—the man was very reserved, but he would burn with desire whenever he got interested. That was what kept me wanting more—needingmore, in fact.

I decided that I was happiest when he was in direct domination of me—most especially when he was inside me. It seemed that any moment when he wasn’t dominating me in some way felt wasted, and I felt empty. I found I needed some contact with his controlling presence—even if that was just thinking about him, or watching the same television program he was watching.

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