Was it possible Baron Quick had simply employed her as a ruse? Was he not actually working against Victor from the grave? Could she have misunderstood... Or, worse, did Quick twist her brain to make her believe false things? So little seemed to be within her control, least of which telling reality from false memory.“We’re on the way right now, Logan, I promise.” Anna talked to him calmly from the front of the van being driven rapidly from the remote airstrip and still miles away from the suburban. The shutters are open.He closed the shutters, making sure that his office was no longer bare to the scrutiny of his inferiors. If someone sees something, then I’m a dead man.He walked back to his seat. After adjusting the nameplate holder that said “JOSEPH KOSHY – BANK MANAGER”, he sat down once again.Joseph tried to do some work until she arrived but couldn’t concentrate. His fingers were tapping the desk like the feet of some restless stallions. Then finally, at about 5 pm he heard a knock on. "B-but... Jaina... You... you're a man? What's going on?"The young man quirked an eyebrow at Varian after taking a quick sipfrom the glass. He turned back to give Varian a full view of his erectmanhood."My king, this act is amusing but somewhat unbecoming of you. Rememberyou are the king of Stormwind and I'm your humble servant in allthings. There's no need to act coy."Varian felt like his head was spinning out of control so fast it mighttwist itself free of his neck. He pulled the chair. "I am a sex addict."Alan: OK, OK. Um, my name is Alan and I am a sex addict.Group: Hi Alan, welcome.Charles: Do you want to tell us what brought you here?Alan: Well, um, actually it was my fiancés idea. She thinks I have a problem with sex addiction.Charles: And I take it you don't think so?Alan: Well, it's just little things that are bothering her. Like, she, um, she says I spend too much time on the computer since I joined this sex fantasy site.Charles: Well, are you?Alan: Um, well, I don't.