I want you to take me and fuck me now.”“What! Here?”“ Look around Ian. There's a reason I booked court 8. It's why everyone books court 8 ! Th...re's no viewing gallery. Now, are you going to leave me waiting here like this, or are you going to come over here, get your cock out and fuck me?”---I'm sitting in the car for what seems like ages now, as I wait for Ian to come out of Christine's house.Ian told me he'd only be about ten or fifteen minutes at most, but as usual he's under-estimated. "Anyone who wants to help can, but make sure Elaine knows when she gets here Friday night. She'll coordinate the behind-the-scenes stuff." You guys, thank you all for allowing us to disrupt your lives in order to make the show," I said. They looked at me like I'd farted."Brian," Whitney said, "you might be the star, but this is our show. We all own a piece of it as part owners of Hearthstone Entertainment. We're all going to do our best to make it successful. Thank you, and thank you, Rhonda,. "Ned, where are the rest of the Harbingers?" Richie's just hangin' out," said Ned. "Jason and Melinda are sorta havin' a private moment. Ditto fer Heather and Diane."Cassie sighed and shivered. "Victor really messed things up between some of us. I'm not sure any of us will be the same again." Babe, I think we stopped bein' the same since we started this lark," Ned drawled. He took Cassie's hand. "'sides, I kinda like some of the changes that happened in the relationship department, ya. " I wouldn't worry about that, Jonas. She's not the sort to kiss and tell." I certainly hope not." Jonas dropped his empty vial on the table. "I'm going to go to bed."Jonas trudged up the stairs carrying a vegetable tallow candle, stopping at the lavatory to relieve himself. He stepped into his room and kicked off his sandals. Then he set his candle on a stand and began to untie the belt of his robe.He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Jonas!" came a loud whisper.He spun around. "Harrah! What are.