" I was waxing philosophical over the horses I intended to capture and claiming them all. Well, they could be mine, but roping one wasn't the end of t...e work.The lead mare had wandered, as if accidentally, over by the stallion. He was head man in charge, mostly, but he and I both knew she ran the band. I further knew she was next in line for an education.Hazing her down the primrose path wasn't even as much trouble as he'd been. Within an hour I had my rope on her neck and she was making her. " Coming!" she called back.Jack stepped towards the door and wrapped Allison in a big hug. "We'll get together soon. I promise."Allison laid her head on his chest and sighed. "I know, but I was hoping that the three of us could finally, you know, be together. At the same time."Jack felt his penis twitch at the thought. "Aren't you just the horny one?" Hell, yeah. But don't act like you don't want that, too." I don't," Jack teased. "I'm not sure I can handle the both of you at the same. Why have you drawn all that shit on the walls? And why all these fucking weird candles? Had you 'leccy cut off, 'ave you?"I moved quickly to remove a Sceptre of Power from her - it is not wise for for the uninitiated to handle such objects - and wondered again how much she should be Enlightened."All is not as it seems, my dear," I began, reasonably enough, but got no further. With the Impetuosity of Youth, I supposed, she began to pace my rooms and I, necessarily, followed: Anxious for her. My mother recently passed away and I was looking to get rid of some old books. No room for them,” he explained, glancing around the shop interestedly. He turned back to Clara. “Sure, we’ll look at these tonight. You can come back tomorrow and pick up the money and whatever we decide we can’t sell,” she said, pulling out a paper for him to sign. “No, no,” he said waving his hand, “I don’t want any back. Can you just throw away the rest? I don’t really want to deal with them, you know?”. Clara.