“I personally don’t care if a koala bear runs the machine so long as it’s qualified. I just get teased every time I go to x-ray and don’t come...back with her on my arm, so I was curious about who she was.”“I’ll make sure you get her tomorrow,” he said. “Diego delivers, man.”“No pressure on me though, right?” I joked.He made a scoffing sound. “You’re fourteen!” he said. “What are you gonna do with her?”I lifted my shirt and showed him my back. “Not the warpaint of the unskilled,” I said dryly.. A friendly receptionist dressed in a high necked uniform, that reminded Clara of Star Trek, handed them the catalogues they were flipping through right now. The prices the hotel charged for these men were ridiculously low, especially if you calculated the price in USD. You would even get a bulk discount! Christy blinked in disbelief when she read: "1 INCH OF COCK = 1 USD PER HOUR. ORDER UP TO 50 INCHES OF COCK AND GET A 10 % DISCOUNT." Clara raised her brows. "Woah, they are selling those dudes. “It appears that with both of our fathers this was well known. As a matter of fact father often spoke of the ‘bastards’ of the family when referring to Mandria.”Ambrose held out a paw to quiet Typree Maxor as he started to growl then hiss. Ambrose actually turned to him when Typree took a threatening step towards both females. “I have killed for lesser insults to the family and the crown!” Typree said as he roared out.Ambrose had caught Typree from behind holding his cousin back. Leaning down. She’d taken the room connected to Derek’s where the wife was supposed to be. Decorated in pale rose and green with miniature portraits of the ladies who used to occupy the room, it was the very place of femininity. She must have lain there for an hour or so, just thinking, when suddenly she heard fumbling in the room next door. Her eyes darted to the connecting door, and she heard a lot of cursing and then a loud bump, followed by another string of oaths. She sat up in bed just as the noise.