You are a funny man, Mr. Taylor. May I call you John?”“Seeing as how I am standing here in handcuffs,” I said looking briefly at my manacled wri...ts, “you could call me ‘Mary, ‘ and there wouldn’t be much I could do about it.”One thing I had learned from my time in the desert is that, even being at someone’s mercy; you had to keep a hard front. If you acted like a victim, your captors would treat you like that. Even in moments like this, control was as much psychological as physical.“Renata has. I assume its from her argument on the phone and steal a last look at her ass. Then I notice her looking in her car while getting drenched and I roll my window down. Here is the conversation from that pointme: Yo you ok?Stacy: no I just locked my fucking keys in my carme: damn, well jump inStacy: huhme: your getting wetStacy: okShe jumps in and as I hand her some paper towels from my clove box to dry off.Stacy: I cant believe I locked my phone and keys in my carme: It happensStacy: can I use. "It just that we didn't expect you to be here teaching us today," She said, at my quizzical look she said, "Many of our parents seemed annoyed that we had a man teaching us instead of a woman who would know how to control us." She added with a smirk, I looked closely at her, there was something missing, but I didn't see what it was."Well, I haven't been told any different, so here I am, now please get into your seats for the lessons, as the girls seated themselves I could see that Jessica and. Unless they’re undead, of course. That’s quite unacceptable.“Still stupid if you attack the undead, anyway, though they can’t be destroyed. I’m not keen on the example set by those who assault my troops. That’s a direct challenge to me and my authority. That’s rebellion. Treason,” I pointed out now, “by the way, Mayor Billey is now Private Billey in the Undead Guard. Congratulations, Private Billey. Take him somewhere and induct him formally into our ranks, Nydia.”Nydia, wearing only boots, of.