But can I bring some friends?”“Friends?” enquired Reg.“Yes. I was thinking that other members of the club, who now know you, might like to be ...here and see you tie the knot.”Prudence nudged Reg. “Go on, agree!” she begged.Reg looked round at his girls, who were all looking expectantly at him. “All right, we agree, but just them. We don’t want to make a spectacle of ourselves.”The girls started bouncing with happiness. “Fix a date, Reg.” was the main comment from them. “In the next week or two,. I'll have a list made up of items to follow up on for the Conish informant's interview in the event you need someone else to cover for you. Let me know on that. Are you moving toward the air park now?" Yes Ma'am, as soon as you said Lutz, I was on my way. I'll be there in less than fifteen minutes."Wanda said, "They said they would have the plane warmed up and ready for a quick departure. E-mail me the details, I just received an e-mail from D.C., saying the chief at Dallas was shot while off. Let’s entertain them.” John looked at poor Lucy with derision as he took hold of her shoulders and yanked her suit jacket down exposing her pretty pink blouse.Lucy just stood there trembling knowing it was no use struggling. Besides, the drug was starting to take effect; her nipples had started to stiffen.John’s sneering face looked into her eyes as one hand forced her chin up so she had to look at him. The other hand softly caressed her cheeks. Gently pulling her to him, he roughly kissed her. He smiled and so did The Senator. Spartacus drew his breath and forcefully spat in the face of his captor.Perasuss scurried away in revile. In his anger he ordered the death of the wine slave, for no other reason than he had borne witness to his ordeal. The slave was dragged into a cell and slayed. Perasuss stormed out of the holding gaol and into his awaiting litter. Eight docile slaves carefully carried him home.11That evening Perasuss entertained a few close friends at his luxurious villa..