The tips are rubber, but very rough nonetheless, and the rest of the device seems overly complicated for a simple clamp. Seeing my confusion, Anna tak...s it upon herself to educate me. "They're clover clamps. They tighten more if you pull on them, see? They are from Japan."Me, I wouldn't use such a prim and condescending voice on someone who is going to torture the stuffing out of you, but that's my sister. Fine, so we use the clover clamps. I'm big enough to admit that they are a good idea to. That way I’ll be innocent.”The Fortress ... While on the way, the assistant had answered his radio twice, already. Each time, he spoke for a few seconds before ending the call. As soon as they came to a halt, he received yet another call. Excusing himself, he hurriedly stepped well away to continue his conversation, not having any idea that Jeff could still hear him.The Prime listened intently, becoming almost as worried as the assistant by the time the young man finished the radio conversation. "Scott sighed, and I knew that Dad was preaching to the choir. Scottcompletely agreed with what Dad was telling him."There's no way we could have predicted her popularity," Scott finallysaid. "I mean, I've never had somebody take off like she has before. Ifwe would have known how the fans would react, we could have done thingsdifferently. But now we are stuck with the schedule." I don't like it," my dad replied. He looked kind of angry. It was his'angry agent' face, so I knew he was frustrated. Val would never want to be a mother for the same reasons as her own. Val didn’t cut it and she knew it. She was the kind of woman who had smuggled Frieda out from under a concerned and grieving mother to stay in the sex cult. That had been the decision she had come to. Was deciding not to be a mom the same kind of mistake?“Stop looking at me like that!” Frieda snapped.“He’s going to make us fuck, wearing matching costumes, you know?” Val said. She continued before whatever rant Frieda intended.