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her happened before I met her. Yes, she’s a Sub. How deep, I have no idea.”
    “You know a great deal about this type of thing thought, don’t you, Byr? I can understand why you won’t say anything about her injuries, but you do know what could have happened.”
    “I’m not a submissive, if that’s what you’re implying. Leave off, Cait. I told you all I’m going to tell you without her permission.”
    ~~~
    Taylor woke to a dark room. She didn’t have any idea where she was. The last thing she remembered, she was at the charity thing with Jamie and she had been dancing with Byron. Sitting up suddenly, she remembered him telling her he was going to punish her and pain ripped through her. She laid back and breathed through her nose and out her mouth as she tried to control the pain in her leg as it shot through her body.
    Moving her arm, she felt the IV and realized she was in the hospital. Moving her hand through the bed, she came up with the call button and the large electronic thing that controlled everything else in the room. Trying to find the light, she pushed buttons. The TV came on first, then off, then suddenly she was moving up, and then down. About ready to give up and pull the stupid chain, the light suddenly flared on behind her.
    The room was huge and very nice. She knew it had to be a private only because she had been in the hospital before and with her insurance, she was lucky that they didn’t put her in the hall and leave her there. There was no way she could afford this. There was a big screen television and a beautiful couch, not the kind that was so uncomfortable that you would feel better on the floor than to sleep on it, but one that she thought could grace any nice house. There was the usual stuff that went with hospital rooms, as well, the bed she was in and a chair and computer. Looking over to the wall, she found a small closet and hoped that her clothes were there. There were two nice bunches of flowers, but she couldn’t see who they were from, and a telephone, pitcher, and glass.
    Taylor pulled the sheet back and looked at her leg. It was bandaged nicely and neatly. It didn’t hurt anyway near as bad as it had and it felt cooler to the touch.
    Wiggling her toes, she realized, while sore, she could move the muscle without causing the ripping pain she had had before. Before she could continue her inventory of her body, the door opened and a nurse stepped in.

    “Well, hello there. I didn’t know you had awakened yet. Dr. Grant said you’d probably be out until tomorrow sometime. Is there anything I can get you? You can have some light dinner if you want. The kitchen is closed, but I can get you something light if you’re hungry.”
    “Yes, that’s great. What time is it? And the date, please.” She thought she could get someone to come and get her if it wasn’t too late.
    “It’s just after nine on Sunday evening. You’ve been here for about two days. Let me get you your dinner ordered and then I’ll come back and get your blood pressure and such.”
    The nurse was only gone a few minutes before she returned. She told Taylor that it would be about twenty minutes for her food and then she started wrapping up her arm in the blue cuff.
    “I was wondering if I could call my friend, please? If you’d just hand me the phone, I’d appreciate it.” Taylor wanted to go home; she couldn’t afford to rake up a high bill.
    When the nurse handed her the phone and told her how to dial out, Taylor called Jamie. He answered on the first ring.
    “Hey! It’s Taylor. How’s it going?” The nurse went into the bathroom. Taylor realized that Jamie hadn’t said anything after saying his name.
    “Yeah. I’m...what do you want, Taylor? I’m really busy.” His voice sounded hard and upset.
    “I was wondering if you could come and...”
    “Look, I think it was a mistake you moving in here. When you get out, I’ll help you find a place to live. But right now, I’ve...I’ll talk to