None of them were strangers to Ed; he knew each and every one of them by name, history, and potential. His plans for an introspective walk dissipated ...s friends came over to greet him.While Ed talked to one of the newer neighbors, Dan pulled up in his car and greeted everyone. Hoping to have a chance to talk with Ed alone, he asked, “Going down to Shirley’s?”“Yes.”“Mind if I join you?” asked Dan afraid that by asking his question he was effectively forcing himself upon Ed.Thinking about it, Ed. His eyes darted from side to side, as if hewas a trapped animal. But when he looked at his wife she was plainlynot backing down. In fact, to demonstrate her power, she went to hisdresser, picked up a woman's brand of roll-on deodorant, and lifted hisarm high. When he didn't protest, she applied the flowery smellingproduct to one side and then the other. That gesture put him in hisplace. Still, there was a trace of rebellion in his expression. Sheliked that. It was fun playing with his. She tried to be as quiet as possible, but it was really difficult with Ryan's fingers buried inside her. Ryan and Jennifer were in the high school drama room off the back of the auditorium. Jennifer was wearing a tight black tank top and a short denim skirt that only came down to mid-thigh when worn properly. Right now though, Jennifer's skirt was bunched around her waist, her lacy black thong exposed. Ryan was standing behind Jennifer, his groin pressed against her firm butt. His hand. Once they were alone, the Queen looked over to her daughter tending to Oliver, making sure he was able to stand so he could be moved somewhere more comfortable. Hippolyta slowly approached the Black Canary, her pois never faltering as she looked to the blonde with an idiom of respect.“You will have to forgive my chief advisor; it has always been in my best interest to have someone of a… Fiery temperament if war were to ever be at our people’s doorsteps.”Helping Oliver to his feet to guide him.