Six months later Kirsten was still working at the restaurant. The money she was making in tips was just too good to walk away from and a lot of it was...cash. Tips that were put on credit cards she didn't get until she got her paycheck on Friday, but she was averaging sixty bucks a day in cash that she was able to bring home right away. The bills we were behind on slowly disappeared and we were able to pay off one of our credit cards, but outside of that most everything else sucked.We didn't. NO! I ain’t doing it! Read Junior’s Samples and Junior Goes to War part of Wendy’s Worlds. And probably Constance, Wendolyn and Company. In fact ... you should read Wendy’s Worlds. All shall be revealed.]“Really? You killed two presidents? Gee ... mom only killed one.” I gave that a think. “Maybe.”“Maybe?” Junior and David said. They may not be twins but they are Austin’s.“I only have the word of the USA and the Media. I’ve never seen a single spot of evidence.“So ... the Princessapality covers. “We may just get him tomorrow, Clara,” Morgana replied.“It matters not, I suspect his reputation will be all but trashed,” she shrugged. “Soon enough he will fall.”“As far as I can tell he hasn’t recognised you,” Adsila added.“I’m not surprised. I don’t think his spirit reported much, nor would he care as to who I was,” she nodded.The next few hours were very tense as we dealt with the various repairs and new dispositions of our forces, expecting an attack from the Sidhe at any moment. Finally. I was fucking the Triple A man in his truck. It's a good thing the AC was on or I would have sweat through that seat because it was the hottest sex in my life. At one point one of my roommates came out and saw. He knocked on the window and I opened it to see what he wanted. He told me that he didn't know that I was bi, and wanted to know when he would get a turn. I asked the Triple A man if he wanted to come inside so my roommate could play too, but he said it was against policy to go into.