Closure, I guess.~He checked the message from Damien.~Fiona thinks Athalia might know something about Garry’s attack on Xnomina, ~ the message read....Shit. I really want to keep them out of this. If we start getting them involved, Garry might ask Avery for help, and she might even do it, too. We don’t exactly get along.~~Maybe. How did your heart-to-heart go with Maria?~~Well. Got what I needed.~~Great. How?~~Brute force psychology.~ Jack laughed as he texted the message. Brute force psychology. I returned her look as my eyes looked back into her deep green pupils. Without loosing her gaze my hands moved slowly down her upper arms before moving lightly across the front of her blouse. They easily found the large buttons which held this silk garment together, moving quietly to undo each button. I held her gaze still while my hands moved inside the fine material, barely touching her skin as they moved upwards again to ease the garment off of her shoulders, enabling it to slide down her. We can?t have that thing making a mess on my carpet. What would the maid think?? teased Al. Phil, not understanding, thought that Al was disappointed with him and he was crest-fallen he had made the young macho man mad at him. He fell to his knees and on his knees to Al, begging him to not throw him out. ?I?ll do whatever you want, Sir. Don?t throw me out. I?ll be good.?Al, immediately slipped his sweaty workout pants down, kicked them at Phil where they landed on his face. Phil froze, not. She finished her coffee. "C'mon, boy. Into the living room.Brushing against his mistress, the giant Dane bounded into the front room. He barked, waiting, tongue hanging out, tail wagging.Theresa plopped on the sofa and took her dog's head in her hands. She brought her mouth to his, and then sniffed. A knowing smile broke on her face.Thor's tongue snaked from his mouth, sloshing over Theresa's face. He did it again, wetting her."Ooooo; you devil," she sighed. She released his head and leaned.