..OH....OH SHIT!!!!”Brook jumped from the couch, and ran from the room, grabbing a near by blanket that rested on an adjacent chair, and covering he... naked body as she did.“What?” Will inquired, standing up from the couch to look around the room.“Look outside the door!” Brook yelled.“Oh shit!” Will yelled, looking outside the sliding glass door to see the elderly Antonia holding hands with young Paul Rolland, Pierce’s little brother. She had one hand over her mouth, and another over Paul’s. Three years before, Emily had been part of the freshman class in the much more prestigious Walker College, the same school her two older sisters had graduated from. Unfortunately, despite the alumni donation her father had made to the school to encourage them to overlook certain academic deficiencies, it didn’t take long for Emily to fall back into the same pattern she had followed at Clayton Falls High, with more time devoted to guys and parties than books and exams. She was on academic. She'd take the man over to the room with the fish on the door and stay inside for a few minutes. They'd emerge with the man wearing a smile and her dropping off something for the owner.After finishing the vile pitcher of watered wine, Malcolm went to the bar and turned his clay cube for another. He requested his meal, which turned out to be a roasted half a chicken, some fried potatoes, and a slice of bread. He carried the pewter plate and pitcher back to his table. Sitting down, he started to. The table looked spectacular with many large bowls of food along with freshly baked corn chips, steaming loaves of cornbread, Mexican beer brewed on the ship and bottle of cabernet sauvignon with crystal glasses. In the center of the table stood a vase with beautiful flowers. Janet Malone looked around, looked at Jason, laughed and said, “Don’t try and pretend that you’re not an Admiral!”“I’m not an Admiral or a general; at most, I might be a junior apprentice warlord,” laughed Jason as he.