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220%u201cLock the door if you wish to.%u201dHe heard a click. She%u2019d locked the door. He picked up the glass and finished the whisky.As she returned, Ben saw her top was undone. She sat down on the bed and stared at him. %u201cWell?%u201d%u201cWell, what?%u201d he asked.%u201cI heard you liked to fuck women in the arse,%u201d she said. %u201cIs it true?%u201dHe stared at her, trying to work through what he had heard about her. %u201cTake off your clothes and lie face down on the bed, and you might well find out,%u201d he said.She giggled. %u201cWhat?%u201d he said,%u201cNo!%u201d she replied. %u201cYou%u2019re the Captain. I expect you to lead. Not me.%u201dHer remarks confused him. He stood up, went to the door, turned the key, swung around to face her and said, %u201cI hear that you love to fuck every man that you meet.%u201dHe walked out.Thank God, she thought. She had weakened. She was close to breaking her self-promise. She had really wanted to. This battle inside of her was a serious issue.%u201cWell done, Paula.%u201d A voice said. It was Q speaking to her through the speaker buried in the wall. She looked at the micro-camera and said, %u201cWhat do you mean, Q?%u201d%u201cI have worked out you have a constant sexual desire and that you are trying to defeat it.%u201d%u201cThat%u2019s very clever of you, Q. Yes. I do have such. It%u2019s a form of mental disease that has dogged me since I was thirteen.%u201d%u201cI know a lot about you, Paula. Much of you has been put into me as Sub