The Spokeswoman holds custody over you, so she gets final say over whether or not you can have a relationship with someone. You need to talk to her, b...cause if you don’t, you’ll get charged with insurrection and in theory you could get Victor in trouble.’ ‘But…she’ll simply say no.’ ‘Not necessarily. What she will do is force you to be sure, in your own mind, why you want to be with him. And, I’d imagine she’ll want to talk to him as well. Then she’ll make a decision. She won’t say no until she. Megan is a very sweet tgirl. She was a little stocky and somewhat chubby but I knew that was baby fat and would soon disappear. She stood just 5’2 and was beginning to show signs of pre pub changes. Her dark hair and green eyes pulled your attention away from any negatives she may have had. You could get lost in those eyes. Consequently she used them to get just about anything she needed from good ole dad. We were reaching the end of summer and school was close to starting up. Megan loved. “Don’t know for sure. Maybe nothing.”“What does that mean?” she complained.“Don’t know if we’ll see anything,” he said, maddeningly. “You’ll just have to wait and see.”Brenda sank into a tiny pout. She didn’t understand what he had said. She was warm again, finally. She took stock of her body, and, again, felt her nipples scraping across the shirt she was wearing.The horses hit a flat spot, and Bob made a clicking noise with is mouth. Both horses jumped into a trot, and Brenda made unconscious. The nightmare that caused a strong feeling of dread, disaster and tragedy all rolled up in the worst feeling in my 32 years. I slowly pulled the covers back so as not to disturb my beloved sleeping wife and left the bedroom to go to the kitchen for a cold drink. This activity caused the sleep cobwebs to slowly leave my brain. Unfortunately, the state of full consciousness was worse than the nightmare.I looked at the kitchen clock, four AM, five hours from my meeting with Vito Caprese, the Miami.