" Nabila said.The next day Nabila and I loaded into our car and made our way to the hospital to see DaQuan. As we entered his room I said, "DaQuan, th...s is my wife Nabila. Nabila made you some Moroccan cookies. They have to be better than the hospital food." I joked uneasily.Upon seeing my wife, DaQuan noticeably perked up. "Thank you for the cookies, Nabila, but it doesn't excuse what Jamel here did." You're right, DaQuan. We just want you to recover and maybe reconsider this lawsuit.. Mr. Wong had been systematically killing some of my slaves, as well as using them for his own sexual pleasure. I sent in my husband to give him a piece of my mind, and..." Husband?" I said, incredulously. My god, this dame was a bible-thumper, "You're married?" Uh, yes. I was. As you can tell by my clothing, I come from a very strict upbringing. May I continue?" she gestured to me as I took a quick swig of my whisky. I nodded as I stared at her melons and continued my jerking. "Well then, as I. "I smiled as I kept caressing Momma, "dragons will do that too. I think this is her first time."He nodded as he knelt beside the nest, "you had a problem with the vet?"I snorted, "I do not need a stranger with opinions about how we live or what we do."He sighed, "he said something about leaf bonding."Momma started grunting again as she lifted and I was back to soothing her until the second egg was laid. She growled when I went to bring it around and clean it but did not bite. I tucked the egg. You want to know what a man does? A man sticks up for his FAMILY! No. Matter. What! You stood there and watched your own nephew get beaten up. That says a hell of a lot more about you than it does me. And if that’s family… I don’t want any part of this one.’ Without a word, Ken stood and left the dining room. He then grabbed his MIT hoodie and headed for the front door. As he was about to get into his car and drive off, he saw to his frustration that his uncles’ cars were parked in the driveway.