Chapter 383

“Hurry up,” Brigitte said. “We have to go shopping. More work, less gab. Pet, on the treadmill. Jessica, sparring. It’s been awhile.”

We did a brisk forty-five minutes of back and forth, attack and parry, without rest to get the cardio we needed, in addition to the self-defense. Pet managed to get three miles on the treadmill, although she walked half of it. Still, it was about a 1/2 mile more she was running than a couple days ago. We took a quick shower, dressed, and piled into the SUV for the trip to Portland.

Pet was dressed in the clothes she arrived in, less underwear. “I can’t go shopping dressed like this,” she complained.

“For that whine, you have to expose yourself to someone,” Brigitte said. “Do you have any more complaints or would you like to walk through the store naked?”

Pet shut up. On the way, she whispered, “Have you ever gone out like this?”

“Dressed more provocatively than that, and with Master leading me around on a leash. Don’t be