"So wait, someone else was running a scheme of their own in there?" Skye guessed. "To...make me win? Or...was that just a side effect of the scheme they were running?"<br/><br/>She shook her head and let out a frustrated grunt.<br/><br/>"Well, shit, who else was there? I know there was the mark and two of his sycophants... Me, obviously... Shit, who else? God, can't remember anything through the drunken haze, except..."<br/><br/>Except poor Anya, standing off to the side like a proper trophy girl...very sexy, in a sad way... Or, shit, was that just Skye filling in the blanks with what she<em>wanted</em>to see? Wait, why would she want to see Anya like that?<br/><br/>She wanted Anya to be<em>happy</em>in submission.<br/><br/>Blushing and shaking her head, Skye groaned in embarrassed frustration. "Shit, this is why I'm only having two drinks, tonight," she growled. As she already started on her second glass of wine.