." I grinned under my mask."Whatever. So you're done here?" he asked.I grunted. "Yeah. Monster thwarted. I just need to head back to theBaxter Buildin... and ask them to help. Hey. How well do you get alongwith the Fantastic Four?" I asked."Good. We help each other out from time to time... why?" he asked."Well, you see," I laughed, "funny story. When I arrived I kind of blewup part of the Baxter Building and," I shrugged nervously, "well, partof the building may have collapsed on Sue Richards. I. Now I know what Charles was hinting at is right; His Magnificence is bedding Tamsin.'Strangely, he discovered that that prospect did not annoy him, but rather roused his prick to new strengths. At home in England, he had been worried about boys chasing his beloved daughter; here in Kobekistan it seemed the most natural thing in the world that she should be the mistress of the ruler of the land within hours of arriving there.'No, a mistress, not the mistress, ' he mentally corrected himself."You. What had he done with the theatre tickets? He spent a fruitless half hour emptying his wallet and desk drawers only to remember that he was going to pick them up at the box-office on arrival. He mentally kicked himself. After that he checked his drinks cupboard and the fridge for cold drinks. That set him off dithering about whether to get ice out now and into a cool box. He finally decided it could wait. Had he got enough petrol in the car? He raced out to the garage. The tank was. Sorry, sidetracked, don’t let me distract you, just being weird and random.jaymac: Silly gurl... all alone on a dark and stormy night. Anyway, I spent two weeks with my oldest and best friend in the US Virgin Islands, won another $1500 playing poker and hooked up with an ex-nun which wasn't BDSM but twisted in its own way.dogslave: loljaymac: Flew back to Miami, got back in the Triumph and drove up to Sweetbriar, Virginia to hook up for Thanksgiving with the rich girl from Houston. Spent the.