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Chapter Six Bethany’s mind had been racing since the moment she woke up. She had of course been thinking about Him but also looking forward to Claire’s planned party and the promise it held. She had already received one text from the policewoman, instructing her to provide a blanket, a picnic basket and provisions for four, and she was excitedly planning her shopping trip for Tuesday. Then a second text came through ordering her to refrain from m**********n before the party. This would be difficult indeed and she had already assumed she would spend much of Monday thinking about her recent exploits and playing with herself. She was determined not to fail this though, her first real test since the self-appointment of her Mistress. She had thought about Claire a lot that morning—how she mad