Lisle felt her stomach drop as she eyed the swollen need between Gerlinde's legs.  She swallowed thickly, but began the soft purring nonetheless.  She had the doctor in a decent mood, and she now knew what she could expect if the other was displeased.<br/><br/>It was more that she had learned, and fear of the crop was even more powerful than the urges that were being etched into her.  The combination was an effective one.  Gerlinde's mercurial temper made it even more important for Lisle to learn the ways to keep her happy.