No need to show anything yet. Just some location shots to set the mood.” I situated myself on the grass, and heard the clicking of my uncle’s came...a.“Mmmmm, this is gonna be a good one. Stretch those long legs out in front. Good. Like that. Lean your head back. Got it. OK now sit up. Legs apart but nothing showing yet. Good. Look straight at the camera with those beautiful eyes. So nice.”Once my uncle was ready, we moved over to a large shade tree and he leaned me against its trunk. “OK, go. “You and Bobby having a fight?” he asked, gently.“No,” she said. “I just love you.”She tried to go back to making out, but now Bob was on alert. It wasn’t that she said she loved him. It was the way she said it that confirmed something was wrong. He looked around for Julie and saw that neither of his other children was present in the living room. Bobby had been ordered (by the girls) to go to a friend’s house after supper. He knew he was in trouble, and it was better to be elsewhere when the. Me and one guy imitating theStar commercial. Cheesy and weird at the time, but funny now. Me andJacob standing next to each other, holding hands, nothing more reallythan two friends hanging out.Then there was this. Again, Jacob had his back to the camera, only thistime my face was clear. And the look I was giving Jacob would be wayharder to explain than any errant hand. I was looking at him the way avery hungry cat looks when it sees its owner opening a can of itsfavourite brand of tuna.Slow. “What took you so long?” I asked Julie, while looking over our other companions. For the most part, the Wolves looked whole. Only a few of our men looked wounded; fortunately, none of them were among the dead at our feet.“Jerk,” she answered. “I had my own pair of slavers to deal with. They outnumbered us three-to-one until Scratch arrived with the rest of the Wolves.”“Still, you’re the one with the marine training,” I kidded.Julie rolled her eyes. “You’re the warlord.”“White Wizard,” I.