(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kApto83SZK4/TLNrnZH6WCI/AAAAAAAAK7o/Nybz6Z4xpFM/s1600/rhys_ifans.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Phillipe Creaux</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Car<br/><strong>With:</strong>Ietje van Leeuwen<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Honesty, it had been what he had asked for and it had been what he had been given. Phillipe looked at his beautiful slave. Most of his attention was focused on her eyes not studying them for lying but for emotion. Phillipe actually wanted to know how she felt about the issue. "And what would you like to see changed to foster this affection and honest respect between us?" The more professional tone and expression on her master was evident. Phillipe was not thinking of all the ways that he could use any of this against her. Out of his pocket, he pulled a small tablet that he used to take down notes and things. He opened it to the note taking application and then passed it over to her.<br/><br/>"Write it down there, Ietje. I will need a record of this just so that I may work towards these changes." Phillipe put on a softer expression one usually only seen around his friends that would usually harden when he talked to her. In a couple of minutes, they were going to be home. And then she was going to face punishment. Yet till then, he liked the little discourse that they were having about their relationship.