“That information is not well known, Mister Adams. You have a very good intelligence service to find that out so fast. My I ask how?”“No, you ma... not. Just accept I have access to resources no Yakuza clan can reach, as well as sources inside a few clans. Like any good daimyo or samurai I work hard at developing sources of information, and making sure they stay useful to me. I also have many ways to see people are punished, as well. What happened to the Bento family is clear evidence of some of. .. but it is a taboo. Does anyone else know you're having sex?" Mom asked."Just Jessi. But..." Heather started."Alright Jessi knows. Have you been fucking her too?" Mom asked, looking at us. I nodded."Well, I can't say that I can condone this type of behavior, but it's not like I can stop it. You two are having sex now, but, I'm not there to watch you all the time." Mom said. "But you two ... three need to be using protection. Heather you will go on birth control as of the end of the week. And. " Yep, I'm sure he is. Anyway, it's go-time."I scowled at Danny and turned my attention to his companion. "So, I suppose you're going to fuck me, huh Hank?" I suppose I am. And it's Howie."Danny laughed, and Howie climbed into the back of the cab with me. "I'll leave you two love birds to it, then. Howie, come find me when you're done. And remember to put her panties back on her when you're finished — for the next guy. Chained up like that, she can't do it herself."He shut the door and after a. Bridgette, he realized. ‘Jacques? Have I reached monsieur Jacques?’ Bridgette asked in a ridiculously over-the-top French accent. Jack laughed and asked, ‘What’s with the accent, Mignonette?’ ‘Does it sound good? I’ve been practicing. The guests love it!’ ‘It sounds pretty fucking ridiculous, to be honest. You’ve never even been to France.’ ‘I was a concierge at the Paris Las Vegas though, imbécile!’ Bridgette laughed. Jack held in his laugh and asked, ‘Where you at now?’ ‘I’m over at.