"The managers of my condo want to paint my place this weekend. I don'twant to have to go to a hotel. Is there any reason I can't stay at yourplace?" N..., Lyle, there isn't," she said softly. "It's just that--well, it's goingto be easier for you to see, than for me to explain. If you want to see myplace, let's go there right now. I'll fix us a nice dinner."Now I was even more puzzled. When we pulled up at the apartment complex shehad directed me to, I saw a nice, slightly upscale complex; plenty. I still wanted to know what Carl was doing at her house.Rita and Jenna had been together for over fifteen minutes when Gay and Nina came downstairs. Nina asked, "Where's mom?" She is in her room with Jenna. I guess they are talking since they have been there over fifteen minutes," I responded to her question.Both girls spoke at once, "Jenna's here?" Yes," I replied. "She needed to explain a few things." Did she say why?" Nina asked, as Gay had a rather odd look on her face, since she wasn't. "Now pee," he ordered. "Pee on the ground." When he noticed nothing was forthcoming, he raised his voice. "I said pee, bitch. Don't put on that shy act with me, you whore."She had been trying to urinate for him, but she was so embarrassed it was hard. Once the flow started, though, it gushed out. She heard the shutter click again and again as the puddle of piss formed in front of her."Look at me," he commanded again. "I want a picture of your face while you're forced to pee for me. I know it'll. His inaction was infuriating while our own inability to shatter his seemingly impenetrable defences were bearing no fruits.This weird, almost choreographed battle went on for a few more minutes before it seemed like Frost had finally had enough. And me being the one nearest to him made me his first target. His pace increased in the blink of an eye, almost as if he had negated my very ability. He was in front of me with a burst of speed, penetrating my defence before I even knew what was.