It would be so horrible, so disgusting, so ... thrilling. After all, if Crystal ordered her to do it, she would have no choice. She would be completel... innocent. And if she happened to take some kind of pleasure from the things Crystal would make her do..."So what do you say, Brit?" asked Crystal."Okay," she grinned."Good," said Crystal. "So the rules are--" Suddenly, she pounced on Brit, knocking her to the floor."--anything goes," she finished with a grin.Brit fought back, managing to knock. " I didn't mean that," Hank said. "I concede your point on morale--you are all important. What I meant is that you can carry out everything here without me. I do have an idea to keep Director Tyson occupied until we capture and deal with the assault party. I'll tell her about the Conspiracy of Dreams." Robin Tyson is no fool," Joan warned, "even if she specialized in preventing shoplifting." Director Tyson is why we had Project Goldfish Bowl in the first place," Hank countered. "I don't think. Sally had always found her a little stuck up, but then again she was Grandmother's friend, not hers."Sally darling..." Golda gushed as she reached out for the girl and planted a wet kiss on her cheek. "It's been far too long." Hello, Mrs. Silverstein." Sally said in an unemotional tone."My you're growing into quite a young lady." She continued. "Pretty soon some young man is going to sweep you off your feet. In fact, My Grandson Sidney just graduated from Columbia and..." Sally prefers to meet. I had a steep hill to climb."I'm planning on making you a very nice dinner on Friday night. I suggest you bring a change of clothes for an overnight stay," she said, plain as day."Are you serious?" I asked, stupidly."Of course I am," she said indignantly. "I don't play games, Grime. That's not me." Okay, then. I'll be there. What time?" As soon as you can get here," she said, reverting to a sultry voice."What should I bring?" A bottle of wine and a stiff cock," she answered immediately."Oh,.