”“He’s stuck in bed. I’m afraid he’s down for good. Cancer. He asked me to call you. Said he’d love to see y’all again. Said specificall... to ask about Cindy and the Munchkins.”“Can he have visitors?”“We have him on home-care right now, Dan. Yes, that’s why he asked me to call. He’s sort of in and out of it, but he said he’d love to see his girls one more time...”“Oh, gosh, Mizz Barton...”“Hon, he’s eighty-one. He’s had a lot of good years, and I’ve been with ‘im for most of ‘em. I don’t like. That is insulting, and dishonors my relationship with her, and I hope with you. I am no rapist, and I will never force anyone into my bed,” I spoke with a forced, clipped tone.Her eyes widened slightly, and she nodded slowly.“Perhaps I spoke poorly,” she began.“Or perhaps you spoke correctly,” I countered.Risa took a slow breath, as she thought furiously.“Eric, these kinds of arrangements are very common in Japan among those who lead,” she began, motioning for me to be quiet when I tried to. But her wanted to watch her fuck Jeremy in the worst way. Maybe it was him that wanted Jeremy naked in front of him... he had been thinking about it so much lately he wasn’t sure about those feelings either, lately.He dialed Jeremy’s number. “Kinda late to be calling, eh dude?Lucky thing my folks are out at some party getting plastered.”“Well, Jer, I was just talking to my sister about the great time she had over at your house a couple of weeks ago and wondered if you were up for a repeat. Her coat was over her arm, her purse in one hand, and her leather attaché case in the other. She set her attaché case down, threw coat on the bureau and put down her purse on it. She looked at Rudolf and pointed at him with one perfectly manicured finger.“What are you doing in my ’ouse, Rudy?”Rudolf had stood up looking panicked, truly frightened.“It’s not what you think, Marie-Aude …”“Is this your sick Nabokov strategy, Rudy? To sleep with me to get at my innocent daughter? She’s just a child..