“Marcus,” Tyson said, “where the hell are you going?”
“None of your business,” I called back.
I left them there, the three of them, Heather exhausted, Louise pale and on the edge of yet another secret orgasm, Tyson confused. Louise would try to take control, but Tyson wouldn’t let her. He’d better not. I wasn’t quite sure he was ready to take full control of a training session, but Louise was in no shape to do so, so it was up to him. He had to take control because I needed to set things straight with Amanda. Right now.
The Demonstration Room was out for use as a link up, so I dragged Amanda to my Retreat where my lap top sat on my desk. I threw her forward through the door, slammed it behind me and pulled two masks from a desk drawer. I placed one on her, all white and form fitting fro
