Angela was buzzing around Greg making sure her dad and Miranda cared for him properly. Sharon was getting more warm water to clean the wounds."Why are...'t you bandaging your son?" Brandon asked as he finished tending Greg's wounds."He is breathing fine and we still need to remove the bullet in his side, I would take him to the hospital, but he would probably just fly out the window again."Brandon was taken aback at Helen's words. She had to be joking, right?At Arrian's first groan, there was a. "I'm not supposed to. If you get tortured ... bad for you, bad for me.Bad for the princess. Interdimensional scandal. They have their versionof paparazzi, I'm told." And the other Jas. That's her?" Sheena asked.Yara nodded.Sheena looked down. "You're bleeding."Yara looked down, puzzled.Blood.Sheena chuckled.Yara picked her bloody pants away from her thigh. Her pants were soaked."Oh," she said. "That. I'll be in the river, washing."Frigid. Rivers in New Amsterdam, in November. She stripped off. " After she left, Trevor felt the telltale tingling he'd read about, if he'd had any doubts they were now gone, he was sure the cream was a depilatory cream. He considered his options as he stood there. He could try to get a razor blade from the cabinet and cut the rope. But then, suppose he succeeded, by then Angela would probably be back and he was certain she was capable of overpowering him and the last thing he wanted was to annoy her, he'd seen what she did to the last man that made her. They swapped tongues back and forth, panting into each other's open mouth, salivating together. Tina glanced back from the front seat. She smiled when she saw that Clyde and Linda were starting to get along a bit better. Tina had been listening to their struggles and she had thought much the same as Clyde--if Linda didn't start to treat him more lovingly,Tina had thought she might suggest that she take care of him, too. The idea of blowing Clyde was exciting.Tina had been gang-banged before, in.