"I mean, he's fucking his daughter, and another k**, too. So how can he flip when he discovers that his wife is doing the same thing? I only wish we h...d another guy to bring in, somebody we could trust, but I can't think of anybody. Maybe later." "Hey," Glynn said, "you feel real good. If you're not too tired, maybe I can get it up again, and you can tell me all the details of how the old man put his big meat to you." She laughed. "I wonder if you'll ever get enough pussy? You know, I hope I. Each wrist is further encumbered by a loudly jangling assortment of equally cheap looking bracelets, and as many as thirteen rings adorn my fingers and thumbs. My nails, painted the same hideously bright and vivid pink as my toes, curl an appalling full inch and a half beyond my fingertips. My head is worse. Firstly, it is now covered on top by a horrid mass of long platinum blond curls piled high in that classic white trash look: ‘Big Hair’. My face is covered in a thick creamy coat of. "Now what do you need to see me for? More fun in the gym? What would Chris think?" There was a bit of resentment in Billy's voice with that last statement."This isn't about Chris," I said, "it's about Jason." You mean the dude you fucked over?" I didn't...it wasn't like that, Billy."Shrugging, Billy said, "Looks that way to me, B." Don't call me that."Billy's taunting smile faded a little bit. "Right. I forgot. That's only for Chris...he told me that the two of you had an interesting. Device has run through start-up and has self-calibrated. Device now beginning preliminary tests on subject,” Artello intoned as he watched his instruments. “Frequency is changed to Loegrian norm. All stable and holding.”“Well done and thank you,” a relieved Rowenna said to Artello and his people.“Always a pleasure, Mage Rowenna,” Artello replied. “May we remain to observe the procedure you intend to carry out?”“Of course, Artello. Make yourselves comfortable,” Rowenna replied as Artello’s.