It was the first time Liv had ever asked something so personal and I assumed Mandy was the real reason she had come to my office. “That’s what...she told me,” Liv responded evenly. We smoked in silence as I waited for Liv to continue questioning me about why I called it off with Mandy. “You can do better,” she said suddenly. “Mandy is alright,” I said, both because it was the truth and because I was slightly taken aback by the unexpected statement. “I love Mandy,” Liv said. "Rithas frowned and continued to stare straight ahead, only occasionally glancing at the ranks of men marching in a wide column down the road. "Perhaps your clan hears incorrectly. Perhaps Duric is bogged down trying to gain a foothold on Imperial lands. Perhaps our legions have more resolve than you give them credit for." And perhaps whatever your plans are will not come to fruition after all."Rithas abruptly yanked on the reins. The horse came to a protesting stop. "Care to explain that. Mirrors and abstract art adorned the walls. His office was very uncluttered, and tasteful. I walked over to him, handed him a 50 bill and touched his hand, letting my fingers pause briefly. He seemed taken aback at my touch. I asked him “Do you have a secretary?” “No” was all he said. “Oh…. well…" I said, as walked over and closed the office door. I turned around slowly looking him up and down and said “I could be your secretary for now,” and winked. He was surprised at my boldness, but. She tried to shake off first then calmed down to gulp the whiskey which was now spilling around her mouth and trickling down her neck and tits. Her arms hang limply by her side as she let Dave force the drink down on her. She has never drank save for the occasional champagne on our wedding anniversaries and it was really showing , she visibly perked up when Dave removed the bottle and led her by her hair to the counter. There, some more white coke was laid out for her . Dave forced her nose.