He picked up her empty glass and sniffed the inside."Ah!" he said. "Oleander."After ten minutes were up, he reached into the little leather bag that P...rphyria had given him and took out a black object about the size and shape of a walnut. Exactly as instructed, he crushed the bezoar in his hand. It left a black mark on his palm. Then he fed it into Porphyria's open mouth and sat back.He watched, fascinated, as her skin flushed pink and her eyes began to move and her limp limbs unwound. ”She glared at me, but I ignored it.“What else is going on?”They gave me a rundown on what had happened since I’d been laid up. Things were going well on the desalination plant. We were running full bore and already had it in several of the ships MilTech had refurbished. We were out of the trial phase all the way, and the technology was proving itself and making us some good money to boot.Jonathan also had some news on more fallout from Richards’ downfall. They’d managed to round up a bunch of. I knocked on her back door at ten minutes to seven. Sheila answered looking tired and haggard. I could tell she was not in a good mood. "Get breakfast ready," she barked, "and you'll serve it naked. And put that bikini in the wash, I'm sure it's quite filthy given your activities in it over the weekend." Yes, Mrs. Winters, I'll get to it right away." You should know, you little slut, that Dave was by last night and told us all about your little gang fuck Friday night." I'm sorry Mrs. Winters. I. “You mean the loser who can’t satisfy you?” he retorted.I looked down in confusion. Was it wrong of me to look elsewhere for sex? I tried to rationalize the situation. Maybe having an affair would even save the marriage… But it would be with Mark. My own brother! That’d be incest! I looked up at him. God, he was so handsome, though! I sighed.“Mark, if we do this, we can’t tell anyone.” I said.Mark smiled and squeezed my hands even tighter. “So you really up for it?” he asked.I simply nodded,.