“It is, Jailson. Although the five powers could always break their word, as I see it, it won’t happen until a fairly long time in the future”. G...d Chu assured.Zax looked at the short and spiky haired man, called “Jailson”, and remembered him being one of those who had ugly expressions on their faces since his public argument with Yurnal.Brimming with elation, Jailson’s thin dark lips stretched to a big smile. “Yes, yes, Leader, I see what you mean”. His mind did the calculations. Adding what he. The money’s great. That is, if you aren’t scared.”Blah. Blah. Fucking Blah. Bitch please.It got to the point where she intentionally forgot faces. Forgot names. There was always someone new, ready to invest. So what was the point in even pretending to be attached? Or interested for that matter.Her thoughts trailed as she pushed through the dressing room door. After her first week, she had mastered the art of flipping that little switch in her brain. The one that made it seem like she cared. She stepped into the kitchen and saw her dad keeping his back to her, not realizing she was dressed."It's okay dad, I have my uniform on, you can turn around," she said. Mark turned around and looked at his daughter, noticing the nightie top in her hand. He was about to talk when she said,"You should have seen me last night. With nothing but lingerie to wear, I had a navy blue bra and panty on with a navy blue slip, a white garter belt and stockings. I looked good if I do say so myself. I wish. All these things and hours more of knowledge came to me in the seconds that Saba and I held each other tightly, tongues and lips working with a fury of passion to mine and expose the deepest secrets we had. I shifted my hand from her buttocks to her waist, and of its own mind it slid up towards her breast. We stepped apart and our eyes opened. She looked at me like a deer startled by headlights and shook her head. ‘We can’t go on,’ she said. I spoke in a monotone, all my emotions stuck inside..