There is only one Emperor and that is you. I'm non political and I intend to stay that way."He took a large breath and exhaled in frustration. "Would ...ou at least see if you agree with the filters that are being used?"I walked over to a table and flipped up the I/O key device. With Maxs' help I quickly ran a number of optimization programs on the data in question. The 237th pass gave me what I was looking for."Other filters do give different results; however, I'm not sure the variance is enough. They did the old Cole Porter-Billie Holliday Love For Sale, and followed it with Sting's Roxanne, Bobby Gentry's Fancy -- with Sandy singing, her voice was better suited to country-western; House of the Rising Sun, the ancient and correct version, not the one the Animals mangled in the 1960s. From there on it got lots rougher; they moved into some old Memphis blues originally written by a couple women who had been prostitutes working the streets along with being blues singers eighty years. ”I look back at those dark brown eyes, searching for a sign of deception. Desperately trying to figure out if this was just another one of her cruel games. However, all I could find was a sincerity. “How can you say that? This isn’t at all wrong to you?” “Kyle, it’s just sex…” Of course this means nothing to her. Do I mean so little to her? She’s so easily willing to just degrade me for her own pleasure without a concern as to how I feel… “Now where’s a good place to get some grub, preferably. “John! What are you doing?”“Relax, we’re roommates we’ve seen and heard worse, right Leahbug!” I said slyly, not really realizing what slipped from my lips. She looked at me quizzically, it must’ve occurred to her that I had been home the whole time. “Just go back to showering,” I said as I start to pull down the front of my shorts to relieve myself. “Relax, I wont peek if you don’t. What did I just say? Am I hitting on her? My mind raced as I started to relieve myself. I started thinking of.