”First I thought the Pope and Father Vincenzo were in a rugby scrum of two. They were leaning on each other’s shoulders, heads close together as i... they were heaving a secret conversation. But then it dawned on me they were laughing. Both of them! Vincenzo sat on his haunches next to the Pope’s seat and they were bobbing up and down, like those nodding dogs you can get for your dashboard. I couldn’t understand what they were trying to say in between howls of laughter, but I’m pretty sure they. Eventually Denis rested his hand close to my crotch I tried to bepolite and ignore it and just put it down to the alcohol that wasuntil a few minutes later when Denis moved his can a caught hold of myballs the moved forward and planted a kiss on my lips I could feel himattempting to get his tongue into my mouth and recoiled backwards. Istood up face bright red from embarrasment.Denis chuckled. "First time it's okay ill be gentle honey sit backdown and let Daddy Den have another taste of that. I opened my eyes and she scrambled to my side."You're not dead," she whispered, a trickle of blood pulsing from her torn lip. "We've got to help Cissy."I just stared at her, and she felt around under the bed, found my big bayonet and cut me loose. I sat up and shook my head and then wished I had not done that. I touched my cheek and felt the swelling alongside my eye."Help her," Annabelle pleaded, kneeling before me. I found my musket, checked the priming and clamped on my blade, a bit unsteady. The people could leave (but the 100 dollar bill he gave the woman also meant that no one could ever come back in unless James found his man).As soon as he was close enough he could tell the man had a freckle on his hand."Let me guess. Is your name Holden Wadd?" How the fuck do you know that?" Keep it down, big sir. We can't alarm anyone around here."He could see it got down to just a couple of people by now. They unfortunately could not hear the commotion."What I want to know is what Jergens.