. Other than that, I'm just chillin'" Can I help?" I asked. I'd had an accounting course in high school, and had gotten an A..."No. Yes. Maybe. I don'... know ... I'm a fucking nurse, Saralinda. And my aikido black belts don't help me here either. Nor does my god-damned chauffeuring license."He sounded like he was about to cry. There were papers heaped on all of the work surfaces, not even in piles. Just then, the fax machine started up, and as Jake and I watched, three pages slowly printed out,. I gripped the hem of her top and quickly pulled it up and off over her head as she raised her arms above her head, the glazed "fuck me" look in her green eyes was so intense, she looked like an a****l on heat at that moment.I stepped back and stared, just that little red skirt on her beautiful sexy body, I pulled my shirt off over my head and grunted, "Bend over the table Donna!" as I unfastened my pants.Donna moved slowly, facing the table and bending forward as I hooked my thumbs inside the. I played discord.I played clashing notes. I plucked and worked the strings, letting the terrible cacophony. Like something a novice would make who had no concept of musical theory or even which strings on the lyre produced which notes. But I wasn't a novice. My discord was purposeful. It resonated with the power of an Azian bard.And it banished illusions.“What in Slata's hairy cunt is that?” Sophia gasped, ripping her fingers from her cunt and clapping hands over her ears.The illusions fell. He came over and when asked told us he just popped in for a beer prior to catching a train home – all the while pretty much staring at May who in return was showing even more leg and being really friendly.I would say at this point that relations between my brother and May have been pretty frosty.He is the same age as May – four years younger than me, and was a bit of a player when younger.The frosty relationship stemmed from a time he dated a friend of May’s and treated her pretty.