"Yes sir," Beall said, "but will you do it?" Of course. I couldn't turn this down unless I was on my death bed or Noah's flood was coming down the riv...r. When do they propose to hold this trial?" Peter looked up at Alexander Beall and squinted."As soon as you can get there. We are expecting some, ahem, well, there might be some trouble, you know, so tomorrow would be best for everyone." Yes, yes. We had a detail of British riders, regulars as far as I could tell, come through an hour or two. The flush of warmth that traveled through Jillian’s body was something that reminded her of the first time that she found Mason was watching her in the bathroom by opening the door a crack. It was a primal sexual response that she was glad her body was still capable of.She nodded numbly as she unbuckled her seatbelt and followed Theresa into the house.Theresa poured them each a glass of chilled white wine. “Go relax in the family room, Jillian, I’ll be right there.”Jillian gulped her wine and. ..' I forced myself again to banish the forbiddenthoughts from my weirded-out female brain. I'm sure it's just randomchance that 3 of the first four that Hondo performed on happened to beblondes. After all, half of us had been blondes, apparently that was ahigh demand item. 'Just my luck,' I thought morosely as I stared down atthe lace draped creamy mounds jutting out in front of me.8. Attrition-After that, they fell one by one like pins. Some seemed to go almostwillingly, some went. "Good morning, Doctor Thomas, is it?" Yes, Gail Thomas. I take it, you're feeling better?" Don't know about better but I am up and about. And please call me Steve. My dad, sitting in the chair over there, is Mr. Lampkin." I know how that is. People call me Doc Thomas, and I'm always looking for my father. Please call me Gail. So Steve, let me take a look at your wounds."Gail spent then next ten minutes looking over my face, hands, arms, shoulder, back and in my ear. "Everything looks to be.