“Do you think you could do anything that would embarrass Liz?”“I’m sure I embarrass Liz all the time,” I noted.“That’s because you’re ... weenie,” Jill said. “It isn’t because you don’t have access to the National Mint.”“I got Bobbi’s engagement ring at the Base Exchange for less than three-hundred bucks and she didn’t care one bit,” Dayton offered. He waved his left hand. “My wedding band cost $70 at a pawn shop but it’s worth everything to me.”“Yeah, I know all that,” I said. “And I won’t care. "With Jason sitting right here?" Denise asked, whether with real or feigned panic, I couldn't quite tell. Perhaps a cognitively dissonant combination of both?Lissa's grin widened. "Of course, mom. He can sit across from you, like where I am ... he won't see anything..."Denise glanced, involuntarily, at her own lap, and across at her daughter. Swallowed, slightly nervously. I thought, after what she'd made me do, standing at the counter in the kitchen, there was some justice to this request of. .” she looked up into his face. ”You can do it! Cum...do ..it...n...!” Bleep, bleep. Bleep, bleep. “Oh fuck it!” Miss Stevens fell back onto her bottom and turned to crawl over to her bag where her mobile had rudely interrupted the climactic moment. The hapless stable lad was muttering into the ball gag and squeezing his legs together clearly trying finish and release his spunk. Miss Stevens scrabbled for her phone. She had to get it quickly; it might be him. Bleep, bleep. Bleep, bleep. . The Trade Minister was leading her by a chain that ran to a ring set in the septum of her nose. It was only as she came alongside that I saw that the piercing had itself been set with a silver grommet to prevent the ring causing damage. I asked the Minister about the designs on her body."Do you know about the Pythork?" he asked.I searched my memory and eventually remembered the incident at the Castle. "The ritual snake dance?" Yes. For us it is a potent symbol. A symbol of life and.