.. he’s an idolater ... and he profits off idolatry,” one of the men tried to excuse himself, even as he pissed his robe.“That’s his business,...not yours. I don’t care what a man’s religion is myself. I just want people to mind their own business. Smallfolk just want to live in peace, have enough coin to spend on wine, ale, and bread, maybe even a little meat if they’re lucky. You’re hurting this man because of who he prays to, as if it matters to the realm. Who does he hurt? Not you! He didn’t. "Her last words sounded odd, but I did not bother to think much about them as I took a seat beside Debbie on the couch."Let's get out of here," I discretely whispered into Debbie's ear as I sat, but she only shook her head with a "no" and motioned me stay where I was.I found myself between Debbie on my right and Loretta sitting in a recliner to my left. It was a small living room, so we sat close. Loretta crossed her long, sexy legs in front of me, her toes almost touching my own legs. I. They briefly looked into each other’s visages, seeking any hope. Niether found any. ‘I guess we’ll have to climb out of here,’ Nick sighed. Matt nodded, looking forward to a mountain. They had reached a part of town on the opposite end of the entrance, or at least what seemed like it. Matt stifled a chuckle. ‘I don’t even know where that leads,’ he said. ‘And it’s pretty much all the hope we’ve got.’ Nick scratched his head and got out of the car, leaning against the draining automobile.. I've never confronted him on them, because I really didn't want to know if it was true." You said that his saying that Diane chased him could be true and that she wouldn't have been the first. Why did you say that?" Stan is rather well endowed and some women when they hear that want to check it out." A week ago I would have said Diane would never do anything like that, but that was before I walked in on her and your husband." I've got to go, but if I learn anything else I'll give you a call..