By the time we had finished Zack’s body looked like a piece of abstract art. We striped the wax of removing a considerable amount of body hair in th... process. I gave him a hand job and sent him of to bed. I then led Stacy into my bedroom. We just sat there glaring at each other. Finally, she says “What is it with you, you can dish it out, but will not take it.” “You know the rules before we started, I do not switch.” “I do not like those rules.” “Fine you can walk away, but before you do I will. We have a lot to do my boy, a lot of clearing out of deadwood and I think you can help me do it!”“Cassius it is a pleasure speaking to you. I have seen the reserves you have, and the response was not appropriate to the level of threat. I do know that The Mob has been infiltrating the Empire for some time, as had Papa Zora. I have encountered other beings that I will tell you about when I see you. This has been a disturbing campaign.“We expect to negotiate with Fleet Command to go to The Mob. "Because you have invoked the mercy statute 49-59302A, I shall stipulatethat you shall live as a blond haired buxom woman for the rest of yourlife. You shall become what you seem to hate the worst. Please notethat since you have pleaded for mercy, there is no way to appeal thisruling. In addition, to prevent you from coming to court again, youshall have a violence inhibitor/behavior modification chip embedded inyour mind. I shall order that you are allowed to protect yourself. Chandice please.” “Uh, sure Chandice,” Brent shrugged and he emptied the lawnmowers contents into a plastic bag. “You almost done?” Chandice asked, flashing another smile. “Almost,” Brent said before closing the bag. “Need to put this in the trash, put my lawnmower in my truck, and then I’m out of your hair.” “How many more houses do you have to do?” Chandice asked. “You were my last one for today,” Brent said turning to look at her. “That’s cool,” Chandice said with another smile as she.