" Ahhh, Andy's ex-bitch's sister. What the fuck d'ya want? Didn't I tell you that if I spoke to you again I would rip your heart out and..." Rhea, I'm...sorry about that. You know I am, I really didn't mean it to happen, but I need your help." So?" I have a problem. Two problems." Excellent. But not of my making. Or even if it was of my making, I wouldn't care. I can't help you. Well, I won't help you." You don't know what it is." Putting the 'phone down." It concerns Andy. Well one of them. ”“And they really believe it. Even Al and Jessica believe that BS. But I have to be very careful about my criticism of the system. In a sense, Al and Jessica are trapped by the system and there is very little they can do except try to nudge it in the right direction. Al thinks it’s going to take a lawsuit or regulation to fix, but I don’t want judges or bureaucrats making those kinds of decisions.”“I knew you’d sneak in an anti-government rant!” Jennifer laughed.“Do you disagree?”“No. You’re a. She wasn't about to use mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on him, so she kicked him in the gut. He spewed water out like a fountain, and started gasping."Now, I'll ask you again. What are your master's plans?" she said levelly. The room was quiet enough to have heard a mouse fart."No!" he said vehemently."You are dead, remember me telling you that? You violated your oath to your king..." He's not my king!" You violated your oath, then. Worse, you were bested by an unarmed woman twice on the same. They moved across the lounge like a strange four-legged a****l, bodies pressed together, she in front. He was holding her steady as she walked in her silver heels. Had anyone noticed his dick was out? Probably not, coz it was dark and he was pressed right up against her.They got to the edge of the room, where there was a bookcase against the wall. Put your hands on the shelf, he commanded. No, the lower shelf. She was bent over, arms reaching out in front of her, both hands holding the shelf.