"Hello James," she said. I immediately got out again."Is this your idea of a fucking joke?" I hissed."James, please."I fought to control my rising ang...r, God how I wanted to smash my fist into his face."Get that fucking slag out of my sight and do it now dad" I didn't even raise my voice, but obviously I didn't need to. With a click of his fingers, he sent the car on its way and took my arm."Drink?" A quick one, I'm going back tonight and to be honest I don't really feel too well disposed. Suddenly a mechanical voice said, "State versus Martha Templeton. The charge is running a brothel known as the House of Joy, and forcing girls to work there unwillingly. How do you plead, Guilty or Not Guilty?" Yes, I ran the brothel; no the girls were not forced, they worked there willing," Martha answered, knowing it didn't make any difference what she said, or what the realities were.There was a frightened girl somewhere who would claim to have been coerced into the brothel. The machine lit. I might climb the stairs, I thought, and pit its warding against Lana's spell – and against my flesh beneath – but I wondered if their wasn't another stairway?I turned down a short hall, heading deeper to the rear of the house, to where the back door opened on a path to the servant's quarters. Next to that door, behind another door standing ajar, was a steep, narrow set of servant's stairs climbing up. There was no warding on these stairs, and I ascended to the second floor.Down another short. ’“Christy, I’d never abandon you; after all you’re my mentor. I do love you and I now know that I will be successful, with your guidance, in the modeling field and am looking forward to it and hopefully, with you at my side along with Shari.” Oh my god, now I’m referring to my mom by calling her Shari, is this being disrespectful or what?“Oh Lez, when I first saw you I thought that I’d always have you to myself, and I never thought that you would always be there for me; not only sexually but.