He cleared his throat. "Oleg, your men have been freed and re-armed. I've sent for food - we really need to talk about the Disarmament Treaty. Our mut...al enemies are laughing while both our governments argue!" What do you mean, nothing?" Master Charles was exasperated. Every hospital, clinic and treatment center had been scoured for any sign of his slave. He paced up and down in his suite. This is ridiculous - I can't just sit here and do nothing! He went down to the training cells and spoke to. " Yeah," I agreed. "Seth said they just finished building it."Eddie nodded, and took another drink of his soda as he leaned back in his chair, watching me."So what do you think about your grandma being married?" he asked. "We haven't really had a whole lot of time to talk about it."I sighed, and put down my drink, shaking my head to myself. "I think it's crazy," I blurted. "She's completely out of her mind. You don't just meet someone and marry them two weeks later." Your grandma seems happy. She would always would watch us. I would masturbate when ever I got home just thinking about her. One day she called me and said that my friend Tom had gone to the lumber yard a couple of towns over with his dad and that she said Tom wanted to hang out when he got back. I went down thinking Tom said he was going to a football game out of state. I knocked on the door and Vicky, my friends mom said "Come inside, they would be back soon" and make myself comfortable in their living room. I sat on. However, he had made some progress with the other players. Christopher was a regular at the table. He only played this table and only played one of six numbers. His lucky number, his birth-year, his birthday, his jersey number, his age, and the number of women he'd slept with. He claimed that the last number increased on a weekly basis. Reginald was from Phoenix, up here for a weekend to get away from the rigors of his law practice. He figured he might as well try to make as much money as he.