"My Lord, no, you must--!"Mandas flinched at the loud crash which cut off his clerk's voice. "What is going on out there?!" he demanded, and started f...rward.The door was flung open before he could reach it. Mandas' eyes widened as he stared at Norlan. Just past him, Mandas' clerk lay sprawled on the floor, motionless. One of Norlan's hands was still curled into a fist.Mandas bolted to the far corner of the office. Just as his fingers clamped around his cane, Norlan grabbed the collar of Mandas'. Once again he insisted on her taking the bedroom while he had the recliner. She asked if there were not another bedroom upstairs, and he replied that no one ever came to stay the night, so the upper bedroom was never used. He used the other upstairs rooms for storing the crops."I feel guilty at taking your bed again," she said, almost asking him to share his bed with her, but biting her tongue."Don't worry, I often sleep in the chair. It is very comfortable, believe me." It was true, Joseph. He lives in a cabin in the woods and off the grid.” She seemed excited to talk about someone she knew in Maine. As soon as she said that, she took a deep breath and looked away and became tense again. She looked down at her feet and clutched the folders to her chest like armor. “Wow, you know someone who lives in Maine and in the woods off the grid. That’s really a coincidence cause that’s how I live. I live in the woods and off the grid.” “Really, wow! That is a coincidence,” she said, looking. Sarah jumped up, hid the dildo, put her dressing gown on and opened the door. It was her flat mate Heather, a cute stoner chick with no personality, but there was no sound on the video so all we could see was Heather walking into Sarah’s room, sitting on her bed and starting to roll what looked like a joint. The board went nuts asking Sarah to strip, to kiss Heather and to have sex but all this was wasted as Sarah was on the other side of the room. Heather handed Sarah a joint and left her.