To summarise:He checks the Rebecca conversation for updates and finds the following encouragement: Go get ’em, fucker, and get me evidence. I want t... see what a bastard you’ve been.He responds instantaneously with I will, and I’ll see what I can do.He hunts out Dean, who’s enjoying the Maid of Honour’s full and luscious dancefloor attention, and tells him he wants to take him up ‘on that offer’.If Jed were excited by his own daring before he left the throng of dancers, he’s damn well blown his. "The truth is, I believe I might just fear your eyes," the old manconfessed. "I remember those dark, fathomless depths even now. A mancould get lost in those eyes, I recall. Are they the source of yourpower, your youth? What grants you this secret life?"A powerful hand slapped my bare ass, gripping tightly until tears wereforced from my blinded eyes. It was obviously not the old man's hand,for all the force in his quavering voice, he just wouldn't have hadthat kind of strength."You will answer. "While still upside down I yell "eaaaaorrrrrrrrreeeeeee,eaaaaaaaoooorrrreee." I could tell you to sing a pretty love song."I flip my legs back to the floor and stand up. "Sorry Mistress...." Call me by the nickname you've invented, Ismy." Sorry, my darling Ismy, the blood was rushing to my head, and my sweet,wonderful Ismy, who's commands I will always follow, but I issue youthis fair warning, nothing will kill any romantic/sexy vibe faster thanlistening to me caterwaul." That bad?"I nod. Brenda screamed for him to go away and leave her alone. None of them said a word. She looked at him and again her thoughts were of monsters. He was over seven feet tall but skinnier than any fashion model on earth. He stood there in nothing but his hairless light pink skin. Brenda was afraid but could not help looking between his legs where she saw a firm cock shaft that must have been 10 or 12 inches long and about one inch thick sticking straight out between his legs. She could not see.