Watch how Amity takes care of her slave when he’s caught in Passion’s Grip.”
I could feel his stress from across the room and it was getting on my nerves. Although I had no idea what crisis — or series of crises — had defined his morning, it was obvious that his body had stored the energy badly. By mid-afternoon, it was pouring out of him and he was driving me, as well as himself, crazy. If he didn’t get a handle on it, I was certain he was going to explode. And he would be of no use to me, or to himself, unless he found a better balance very soon.