And I’ve just ruined any hope of pinning this on Esmerelle.”“He wouldn’t have talked.” The Antivan seemed completely confident in his assess...ent. “I know the type. Anyone willing to poison themselves to avoid capture wouldn’t break. I doubt even his name was real.”“We’ll never know now, will we?” He sighed. “Anyway, thank you again for your help. All of you. I’m not dead – and there probably won’t be time for another attempt before we meet the Archdemon, so I guess it’s a win?”Aedan slapped. "Boy, I've been fantasizing about watching Jennie 'try it' with another woman every since we were first married," Randy said," I can't believe it's about to happen." Edwin laughed, "I just can't wait to see that little sexy Chinese bitch of mine in a wild 'playfight' with that beautiful little wife of yours. I think both Peggy and Jennie are going to tussle each other in their old worn out panties so we ought to get quite a show, especially when they start rolling around down on the floor, and. As he placed the tray of food on a table, the young man glanced over at me, undoubtedly noting my sweaty body with my hair plastered to me wherever it touched, and though I didn't think it possible, turned even redder than when he had entered.“Uh, enjoy your, uh, stay, ma'am,” he stammered as Dao-Ming handed him a substantial tip.“Oh, we are,” Dao-Ming replied, winking at me and flashing me a somewhat wry smile. I was busily trying to stifle my own smile threatening to cross my lips.I couldn't. Mioki was, however, American through and through. Born and raised on a farm in the Western U.S., her upbringing could not have been more stars and stripes and apple pie, her parents only real concession to their Asian heritage being to keep traditional Japanese names for their children. Her great grandparents had been interned at the beginning of World War II. Relocation camp life was not easy, but after the war, they simply stayed, bought some land with their meager savings and settled..