At once, Selkirk stepped back and the seconds approached to look at the wound.“Barely a scratch,” Tony informed them with assumed stoicism.Inside,...he had to fight a short panic. Selkirk was better. Selkirk was quicker. With an effort, Tony mastered this momentary weakness.This was better! Selkirk had lunged for Tony’s shoulder, and Tony followed his cross-parry with a quick swipe to his opponent’s chest. The excellent steel of his sword cut a gash in Selkirk’s chest.Again, the seconds. ”“Not yet Daddy. I’m not done with my waffle.”“Well Genevieve do you think Mr. Lee would like to get up since he is done?”“Do you Mr. Lee?”“I think I can sit here for a little while. I would like another cup of coffee.”“Are you sure?” Erin asked.“Yes ma’am. I am really enjoying myself this morning.”“Would you like another waffle?”“Am I going to appear to be a pig if I say yes?”“Not at all. We make the batter by the five-gallon bucket! Heck I am surprised that Genevieve has only had two!”“Well. I tied back my hair in a ponytail, and looked at myself in the mirror. I was satisfied with the way the polo shirt formed around my breasts, not leaving much to the imagination. The Slice Logo wrapped around my left breast and disappeared in my cleavage. In my real life, I had never dressed provocatively, but this undercover operation liberated me somewhat, and I liked it. I can't lie, I love the attention. As I entered the office area, I was startled to see Frank and Sargent Mike McNeal. It was then that I heard Bob, trying to persuade Nancy to give him a hand job, "Go on Nancy, you made it this hard. So it's only fair you help me get rid of it...wouldn't you say?"Nancy giggled nervously almost like a schoolgirl, as she realised the predicament she was in. Without my presence Bob was using his arrogance to overcome Nancy's trepidation and fears of being caught. Bob knew when she hadn't got up, when he had put the ball in her court, that he had her where he wanted her "It is.