While he wanted to speak to his son, in private.While the servants, two of them Laurin Oghr were attentive, they were also female and did not speak a ...ingle word.I leaned back and looked out the viewport. The huge Exer-Hi was moving, the Dai-Nest of which much was still under construction fell back and slowly became smaller. I knew this Dai Mother was only one of several mothers the Hi clan had, and from what Har-Hi told me, she was one of the biggest and oldest.While I was assured by Har-Hi. It would not look good to disappear for a weekend with these two, and despite the money Heather would be upset. But Sam needed it, he could clear a couple of debts and wouldn’t need to think about rent for a few weeks at least. ‘Give me your details and the money will be in your account tonight. Yes or no. I need a quick answer.’ Her big eyes examined him, and her freckled cheeks twitched as her lips parted in a confident smile. Sam’s firm ‘no’ melted to a compliant ‘yes’ in his mouth, and like. ‘I mean, do you like to get really wild?’ His only response he received was the curling of Mina’s fingers as she slid her hand down her pants, letting them get slick with the dampness that had already set in, and the slow, deliberate delivery of these fingers to her tongue. As Mina slowly licked each finger clean, she betrayed none of her surprise as the singer opened the back doors of the van, revealing the drummer sitting there. Instead Mina approached, chuckling. ‘And the guitarist isn’t. So I can go to school.”“Passion? It’s just school.”“Not according to Nigella. Or your dad.”“That bitch.”“What about your friends you were going to show my play to. Will that work if you’re not in school?”“We’ve been trying to create an independent project. Putting a show together. Promised the Public to present it. But no scripts. It doesn’t have to be student written. Just new.”“And what would you do?”“It’s like creating a troupe. Like Shakespeare or the more recent actor producers here and in.