...Easily shrugging off the Acolytes, Thorvik moved to grab his sword only to, once again, have Kalindraa descend from the ceiling on a stand of golde... webbing, interposing herself between Thorvik and his only means of victory.Thorvik knew he would die this day, but would not lose his soul to Kalindraa and be sent to the Hell-Harems. An acceptable price and fate he thought, resigning himself.Smirking and addressing Kalindraa with defiance, Thorvik said, “Come then, I'll happily die in battle. Every so often - actually more often thananyone might imagine - reality skews. We're told it's a perfectlynatural process, nothing to really worry about... most of the time,that is. That's the story we're ordered to tell all of those that we'reabout to readjust. I don't really think it helps them very much. Idon't know how it could. Once they're fully readjusted they no longerremember being anyone other than who they've been readjusted intothinking they always were.Only a few people actually. Peter turned to me. ‘What do you think, Sam?’I looked at Jason.‘Yes,’ I heard myself saying, ‘I agree with Charlotte.’ I said, ‘I think you should spank my husband, Peter. I want to see him spanked. A good, hard, spanking, in front of me. It’s what he wants.’I could see that my words hit home as Jason’s eyes widened in surprise. I hoped I wasn’t doing the wrong thing! This would fulfil his fantasy perfectly. But what if he didn’t really want it? What if he hated it?Well, it was too late for. "You'll owe me a dinner for this one." She heard the voice of Agent F in the micro-transmitter in her ear. Instantly the weight of the vampire on her stomach disappeared with a loud whooshing sound and a cloud of dust. Before the others could react, the vampire who held her right hand had the red dot of the laser sight fall on to his neck, just before he also bust into a cloud of dust. Faith instantly staked the vampire in the heart who had been holding her left arm. She leaned forward and.