" Nobody says, "Go ask Wanzor ... she'll know."Some times it doesn't pay to be right. Like telling a head scribe, a trusted advisor, that his number i... up tomorrow ... and he's found dead in bed without a single mark on him. Nobody needs to ask why he's in perfect alignment ... like he was in a casket holding a lily ... and the house girls aren't talking.Guess who gets the blame ... Wrong ... nope not RA ... Wrong ... Not the house girl that was fucking him to death ... Yup ... Wanzor .... We are both going to grow with this. Then she kissed me and said “I Love You”. Then she looked over at Mistress Bitch and said he’s all yours. Are you sure Mistress bitch asked my wife.My wife replied. Do your best. Or worse. It’s going to hurt me to watch him suffer. But as we talked about it. This will help our relationship grow.Then Mistress Bitch told the other woman to get her ready. I watched as the other woman had my wife remove her top and expose her breasts. Then my wife’s hands were. " You said calmly to the remaining other soldiers who wished to join you. You wanted to test all that you have done so far. "Let's see what we can do!" You shouted as the eight of you charged to confront the pirates.The battle was easy for the younglings who easily dispatched most of the pirate crew, some more lethal then others. The only one remaining was the boss, Augusta."You brats are stronger then you look! That just means you'll fetch a higher price!" Augusta said in a mocking tone. Daku. Ed reached over to the bar on the side of the car and got out two flutes and a small bottle of champagne.“Hey, how ‘bout a toast, sweetie!” he smiled at me. I nodded and he popped open the bottle and poured us each a drink. I’m not a big champagne fan, but considering the near future, I decided that getting a little bit in the bag would not be a bad idea. By the time we’d put about an hour on the road, Ed and I had killed two of the small bottles and I was working a really nice buzz. Not drunk.