"We will have to lug bags full of acorns to Buya or the Sohni camp. The Butcher shop is closed here." The Butcher!" M'hul snapped his fingers. "Of cou...se, all Peasants end up there eventually. What did he mean they are closed? She never closes!"As M'hul neared the Butcher Shop, he ran into a large crowd of people. Many held bags of acorns; some had strings of fox furs; one spiky-haired youth was showing off his collection of rat corpses."Make way for The Prince!" M'hul shouted, as no one seemed. " What?" I stammered. She stood frantic, and I laid back onto the bench,my breasts shifting across my ribs."I'm on the clock right now, I can't be... you know...!" The expressioncould only be described as petrified."I'm... uhh..." I didn't know what to say. I looked down at myself, my chestproudly up and one silky-smooth leg bent at the knee on the bench."I mean, oh god, that was... amazing..." she said, exasperated. "You're thegirl I always wished I could... but not like..." Her small. Just remember it's all right to say no to her occasionally."I was floored. What the hell was it with this family anyway?"Uh, I understand, sir," was all I could think of to say. "But listen, you guys have taken me in, gave me house room and ... uh, I'm not sure if dating her would be a good idea."I stopped there, because I wasn't sure how to get across what I wanted to say, but MR. Langston nodded, as though he understood."You're worried that if it doesn't work out things will get awkward, and. If you were it'd be no big deal." Yeah, well...we're not, so..."He put his hand back on my shoulder."I'm really ok with you and my son. And I've said the same thing toStephen." I'll phone him. He's my best mate." I know. I know how close you two are." We've been best mates for years." I know you have, which is why it'd be stupid to let something like thisspoil it." It won't, Mr Roberts. I'll phone him like I said." It must be really nice." Sorry?" Having a mate like that. A best mate." Yeah..