you have to be my slave . only a couple had been a challenge so she was confident that she could pick any of the locks she ran into . he kept his foot on the brake and hit the gas until the transmission was wound up tight and the whole car was rocking and bucking and straining . that didnt mean he lacked friends . for all the times she 'd pushed him before now , something told her not to keep pushing . the next round is where everything is going to end . '' 