Honest with you about Sabrina and all of this, and I guess you should know some stuff before you go and get us that room," her eyes cast down again, h...r mouth back into that adorable pout, and then more quietly, looking back away, "I really don't want to fuck this up. Um-- first of all, Sabrina's not just my friend. She's.. you know, we're like, together-- she's my uh, girlfriend. We've been seeing each other for a few years now, and I... love her very much." She looked sidelong at me, to. “Now.” He said with stern authority.“I needed him, I needed to—”“Finish your sentence.”“I needed to fuck, oh God, I needed to cum so bad.” She gasped and slapped her hands to her mouth completely shocked again at her own truth.He didn’t react. “I’m listening, tell me everything, now.”She didn’t think twice on it, she just had to obey him, he was the boss, and she’d fucked up so bad. All she could do was spill it, not just to him but to herself. Her words came as realizations, “I- I am not. "Mister Ellison. I sense that something is wrong. Is it a problem that I should be aware of?" No, Mister James, it is not a problem that should even concern you. Everything is fine with the floor and with the work. You have nothing to concern yourself with." I motioned for him to sit.He was smiling, but still had a look of anxiety on his face.We sat in silence for a few moments."Mister James, where in Jamaica are you actually from?" I am from Falmouth, but I spent most of my time in the Montego. But there is one crucial difference: I care about the Urisi Nation."Mandas looked as if he wanted to protest, but instead gave Norlan a cold look and rubbed his sore cheek."That's all I care about now. Give me the coordinates, and I will claim the plot you fabricated is true. Yes, that's right. I'm willing to accept the blame. Maybe you can take that small victory, for all the good it will do you. Because the alternative is making an enemy out of the most powerful nation on Narlass." S-surely.