When they came in, theagent was sitting at his desk with a smile on his face. There was also awoman there that looked like an old 50's housemother. Th... agent told usto sit down as he had good news for us. We sat down and wondered what washappening.He explained, "What I am about to suggest will shock you, and Iunderstand if you say no. It may sound like a crazy idea, but it willbring Angel to the top again, where he belongs. This has never been triedin show business, so I ask you to listen and. "Not so unbelievable, Stevie boy. All kinds of things happen nowadays. Swapping is more common than you'd think." And -- you mean, she really talked about me? I mean, about --?" Damn right, son. Why, she'd love to have that big eight inches of yours ramming up into her cunt! Take my word for it. She's spoken of nothing else since we got here and the entire month previous. Why, she's always had the hots for you, son. She'd love it to death to have you fuck her!" She really talks about going to. My war council, along with the high command of my armed forces.“Master, the Hermiston Line is holding for now, but just barely ... it is bleeding out and perilously thin. Reports indicate that your proclamation and our propaganda are working ... desertions are rising, and the enemy can’t shoot every deserter, not to mention there was at least one mutiny behind enemy lines. The adversary is beaten. He just can’t bring himself to admit defeat.“For one thing, the enemy chain of command is divided. Rick Chaplain was over by the bar, fixing himself a mixed drink of bourbon and cola before walking back around to join the rest of the clan. Everyone was as naked as the day they were born, and were completely comfortable with this… and considering all they had gone through with each other, that was completely understandable, at least to Rick himself. He took a long gulp of his drink and walked over to where Connie was stretched out. She smiled up at him from where she lay, and reached up.