"We spent like drunken sailors in port after a year at sea. As hard as we tried we still couldn't spend past the five grand mark, the car wouldn't hol... it all. We shoehorned us in the Merc and headed home. The car was so full, we had to sit up front with Daddy. Wendy fell asleep on my shoulder, a smile on her face."David," whispered my Dad. "She wants to move my office to the billiards room. She wants CharlesB moved to my old office. She's willing to pay, but she wants it done NOW. She wants. He was a rival of Nabok, so you needn’t worry about him seeking revenge; but I am certain that those who once followed Nabok will now turn on him.”I eyed the young man for a moment or two. He was tall for a member of the Horse People, and he looked healthier than most. He was one of the few men waiting out beyond the ruined wall of the enclosure armed both with hunting lances, and a bow and quiver of arrows. At that moment he was talking animatedly with a group of seven younger men.“Would he. When I entered the den, the straps were laid out on a white sheet with a clipboard and sample cup on a small table next to the bed, I mean 'collection table' and Nurse Betty was standing there with her hands on her hips giving me a stern look of impatience. Her awesome cleavage was pushing out of her uniform as I stood there with a hard-on wondering what she would do to me, this time!"Well, what are you waiting for?” she quipped, “Get undressed and get on the collection table."“Yes, Mam,” I. Breathing deeper with a quickened pulse, I could make out the faint aroma of perfume, applied many hours ago, mixed with a bit of sweat. I could taste the coffee on her breath, from the A.A. meeting we had just come from. All of that faded into the back of my mind as I concentrated on the darting and probing of her tongue in my mouth. The thrust and parrying dance, never choreographed, but familiar to us. My one hand had found its way from Janice's behind to her inner thigh. The other,.