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anything again.”
    “You’re wrong with one part of that statement.”
    “Yeah, which part?” she asked.
    “William would miss you. He likes you, Daisy. He wouldn’t have taken you in last night if he hadn’t.”
    She shook her head, denying it. He’d agreed to be her teacher in the ways of submission, but he’d not been jumping up and down with joy.
    “You’ll see,” Peter said.
    Daisy lay back, closed her eyes, and allowed her body to simply relax. It was all too much to think about all at once. William had come out of nowhere, and most days he was all she could think about.
    Once again she thought about what it would be like to have all that maleness wrapped around her. To be at his mercy and his command. Her pussy heated, her arousal soaking through to the sweat pants she wore. She clenched her thighs together hoping Peter wouldn’t be able to scent her arousal.
    Minutes passed, and he finally pulled up outside the small apartment she’d rented. “I used to live in this place,” he said, staring up at the building.
    “I know. I don’t think the landlord could get anyone else to rent it for fear of your evil rubbing off.”
    “Whatever, it was a great place.”
    “Thank you for the ride.”
    “I’ve got to wait until you disappear. Do what William said. He has a knack for finding out if you’re lying or not.”
    “Thank you.”
    “Take care, Daisy.”
    She nodded her head, got out of the car, and walked to the stairwell. Within seconds she was in her apartment. Daisy didn’t change out of her clothes. She collapsed on her bed and closed her eyes.
    William's order washed over her. He’d ordered her to sleep and rest. She wanted to make him proud.

Chapter Four
     
    William pulled up outside of David and Paul Steer’s house. It was a large place that looked more like a mansion. He couldn’t complain. Control was very similar in size and expense. Gabriel's and Dean’s cars were in the driveway. He followed the path round to the back of the house. Paul was yelling into the phone. Dean, Gabriel, and David were sitting around a table sipping some orange juice.
    His friend Gabriel stood when he came into view. “It has been too long since I saw you. How have you been?”
    “I’ve been good. How are Amy and the kids?”
    “They’re doing good.”
    William settled down into his seat and asked Dean about his wife and young child.
    “They’re doing fine. Laura is exhausted and doesn’t want to hire a nanny. Peter is too busy to swing by to see her it would seem.”
    Peter had stopped babysitting for Laura when it became too painful for him to see the woman he loved happy with another man. William didn’t say anything. He simply smiled.
    “How is Anna?” he asked David, the younger Steer brother.
    “Dealing. She’s been a little out of it these last six months. Finding out about Daisy has knocked her for six. It has all of us. Paul’s just trying to figure out what is stopping your deliveries. He got wind of it, and it appears there is some petitioning going on at the town hall,” David said.
    William sat back and waited for them to ask him a question. None of them said a thing. Paul cursed and slammed the phone down onto the gravelled path before walking over to the table.
    “I can’t get them to stop that damn petition. Apparently, the trucks cause pollution or some shit. They’re not allowing certain types of trucks through the town. The company you use apparently,” Paul said. He sat down taking a large gulp of fresh orange.
    “I can’t help either. The sheriff’s department cannot stop the legal side on a pollution case. The greener environment is all the rage right now.”
    William allowed the men to talk over him, his own anger increasing at the complete lack of interest in their own sister. He could forgive Gabriel and Dean, but the Steer brothers should care.
    “Do you know what makes me sick?” William asked, looking at the people around his table. “What makes me sick