Yes, Jack." Emily's heart broke a little as she watched her mother slowly leave the kitchen, a look of complete and utter dejection on her gorgeous fa...e. Emily loved Jack fiercely, more than anything in the whole world, and didn't particularly want to share him with anyone else, but... I wish he would love Mom the way he loves me, Emily thought, her forehead furrowing in puzzlement. I don't understand why he doesn't, she's so beautiful ... and she wants to be his yummy fuck toy so bad, it. I had run out of things to read. I tried to ignore the sounds — the snores of those who had gone to sleep on the benches, with their cloaks as blankets if they had them, the heavy breathing and the loud or muted sounds of pleasure or pain from those who occupied benches but slept not, the drunken laughter and the sudden curses from the tables were cards or dice were played, the occasional shouts for more beer or wine — the pub catered to both tastes — and among all those sounds, I dimly heard. I just don't care. He threatened the people I love and I won't forgive that. Not ever!" I can't imagine he will be out on his own for a long time, Dear" I suggested. "I think we can finally say we've seen the last of him." You mind if an old girl joins you?" Nan's voice came from behind us."Not at all," I answered quickly. "Annie Oakley is always welcome in this group." Very funny," she said with a frown which quickly turned into a smile."John, there's something I wanted to show you. Would you. If I'm robbing theSimmons family anyway, and making a skinsuit of good old Mayor Simmons'daughter, I might as well do a slightly more menial job while I'm at it.Wouldn't want the guy to get depressed or something because he fails atlife. I know him enough to know that I'd have to deal any major problemshe'd have."He threw Cathy's face on the clothes pile. Now he had both hands free,which he promptly guided behind his back. The left hand was looking fora seam on Cathy's neck, probing the nape.