Hmmm, an interesting idea came to me. “So Chrissy, have you been a good little girl or a bad one?” Sherrie answered for her, “She hasn’t had a...chance to be bad yet!” Chrissy blushed brightly.“Witches are by definition naughty so I won’t ask that of you. Instead, I have heard that witches never wear anything under their robes. Is that true?” “That’s something you’ll have to discover for yourself!” “Oh, am I gonna get that chance?” Coyly, “If you’re lucky.” Chrissy had started looking a bit down. " You mean as in the Leader of the Free World?" asked Jesse, my AssistantResearch Chief. She as second only to me in the Sciences."Yes, and your boss Marcus here had best answer them or else," His evilgrin grew even wider.His evil grin broke through my fear of him as I grabbed him by thethroat and held him against the bulkhead," ALRIGHT YOU! I HAVE PUT UPWITH YOUR ANTICS LONG ENOUGH!!! MY SECURITY CLEARANCE FAR EXCEEDS YOURSYOU PAPER PUSHER OR THE C.I.A.!!! SHALL I COMPLAIN TO YOUR SUPERIORS. The grogginess and stuffy sleepiness lingering just beneath the surface, the glow in her head and muscles. Then she noticed she was tied down. She wanted to rub her face, her forehead and her temples, but she couldn’t move her arms. Her arms were pulled up and kept in place by some leather straps. When she opened her eyes she saw she was still in her own bedroom. In the bed she and her husband shared. Except her husband was nowhere to be found and the bed was surrounded with medical. Like many who feel forced to plead, Chyna’s refusal turned Howard’s pleading to anger. That in turn led Howard to seek revenge and this he centred on the division of the domestic assets. Chyna quite reasonably suggested a fifty-fifty split. This Howard refused and saying he was going take her for everything he could get, there now began a long legal wrangle. When the smoke had settled on the legal battlefield, Howard got fifty percent and Chyna fifty percent, but the original assets had.