"I want to go everywhere you go, okay?"I thought about it. "That might be hard..." No," she insisted, "I can do it. I'm sure I can!" I dunno. What abo...t the Men's Room?" I challenged."I don't care. Please?" She turned those killer eyes on me."Don't you have to work?" Do I?" Don't you have bills?" I don't have rent, now..." She eyed me sidelong, realizing THAT could change. "I don't have a car payment." I bet you have insurance on that piece of shit," I pointed out."If I ride everywhere with you. I don’t ache, and I’ve been walking at a good pace without any ill effects. Another week or so and I’ll try a brief jog to see where I am.”“Good. Are you feeling up to making love yet?”“Physically, mentally or emotionally?” I asked.“Answer however you like,” Anala said with a smile.“Physically, who knows? I’ve been avoiding anything strenuous as well as being careful with caffeine. I suppose the only way to answer that one is to try. Mentally? I’ve been struggling with the whole concept of. Vicky had hit broadcast when she set up to record. Every JBG security site worldwide had witnessed my swearing in. it would be repeated tomorrow and officiated by the Chief Justice.When I looked around there was a Navy Admiral with a case handcuffed to his arm and an Air Force General with another handcuffed to his arm.I knew what they were - one was the football as it was nicknamed; it contained the controls to launch nuclear weapons to destroy the world. The other contained the launch codes. Twisting her head, she caught a glimpse of her mother's bloodstained handkerchief waving goodbye.The Ward house was one of several stately mansions aligned along a tree-lined street. After pulling under the secluded canopy of a roofed portico, the chauffeur opened Fancy's door and escorted her through the home's backdoor and into a sweet-smelling, well-stocked kitchen.The overpowering aroma of food made Fancy's belly grumble from hunger. A dour-faced woman dressed in the nondescript uniform of.