'Whom the Gods would destroy, they first drive mad', is the quote, or something very much like it ... and I was mad enough to gibber or run amok with ...n axe!Since I couldn't find a handy axe (I did look), I settled for calling Amy to blubber for psychic moral support, if nothing else. Checking the time and the time zone difference I thought it likely that she'd be at work, at the Platinum Girls either dancing onstage or jiggling her bare tits for tips. Still I decided to give her a call first. She didn’t see the person directly, but she had trained with her three teammates so closely, somehow she guessed it was Hannah. “A remarkable kid,” thoughtFatima. “She was still in High School when all this happened.” Fatimasighed and got up and decided to join Hannah for an early shower.Meanwhile, thirty-two kilometers to the south-southwest and more than 1500 meters below ground, Jada’s expedition was just taking off from the shore of the northern lake. It was still before 5 AM, but there was. ’ I realised at this point that Barry wasn’t staring at my chest but over my shoulder at the new server cabinet we installed after he fucked up the last one. ‘Don’t touch it. Don’t even think about it.’ ‘You’re not the boss of me Leanne. Like, what boss ever had her desk in the server room.’ He laughed his snuffling nerd-laugh at his own joke until a pen dropped out of his pocket protector and he had to scrabble around the floor trying to pick it up. At least he didn’t see me blush with. All of your culinary preferences are known to us and will be accommodated,” said the maître d´.The wine waiter brought two bottles of wine to the table and opened both at side tables, before offering them to Jason to taste. They were both great wines and Jason nodded his acceptance. The wines were poured into large elegant crystal goblets. Jason observed the waiters and the kitchen staff intently. They were all exactly as he remembered them from a visit to Paris and the meal was exactly as he.