" S'okay. But Danielle, why don't you ask Drew? Fix you up with herbrother and all..." Lemme think about it. But, Morgan, thanks." She leaned over and...gave mea peck on the cheek."No prob."Danielle smiled. "Danny was right about you, you know? You're one of thegood guys." I'm not all that good, you know." I then went into my godfather-mafiosoimitation. I have to say my impersonation was pretty good, but not asgood as Danny's. At least I got Danielle to laugh again.I sobered up a bit. "It could. I stood up and held thedrawn knife in my hand, then tapped the side of the blade against myarm. "You sure I can't block it with my knife?"She smirked, then disappeared into a light puff of smoke. Now that wasquite the trick. I knelt down again to grab my sword, and then I wassuddenly looking up at her arrow pointing straight at my eye, thatsmirk still on her face. No wonder she seemed confident, she could movefaster than anyone could see.I just wasn't too happy about an arrow in my face.She. They would be in the air when Max gave up the information, meaning that they would be married before Mercedes could possibly get to them. All that Max had to surrender was her current residence address.Faith felt like a character in a spy movie the next morning. She was heavily disguised and riding in the back seat of an SUV with heavily darkened windows as she went to her examinations. Both she and Dale were disappointed when told that he would not accompany her, but would catch up with her. They all were tall and she knew, she had even seen, they all were famously endowed. She had been told that twenty centimeters was the minimum, had looked at her ruler and tried to imagine a thick pole eight inches long being driven into her guts."Your name?" she asked the man, trying not to stare at his bulging codpiece."James, Miss," he said. "Your pleasure?" Yes, James, sexual congress; come and make love to me." She was proud that her voice was steady, and she crossed her legs and watched.