This was typical theater granted to the subjects of the 'hood: a public lashing of those found to break code. "Yes, my liege, as you wish", replied th... bowing court clown with abject obsequiousness. He stepped back to deviously admire the two human props, wondering what novel act of debauchery to exact. Pointing to the floor, the jester signalled the victims to genuflect on the floor, to which they complied sheepishly. A wicked smile formed on the jester's mug as he approached the pathetic. Like, duh! She couldn't tell me why without a whole lot of tests. She did tell me that I was otherwise incredibly healthy and fit, which I pretty much knew. Apart from that virus back before I lost weight I hadn't been sick for years, and since I exercised almost every day I knew my body was in great shape. It was just a strange shape!As I stood at the bus stop I noticed in the corner of my eye that a guy was looking me over. Then I realised I hadn't put my bandage back on after I'd left. They hiked up to an observation point where they could look down on Sylvia’s sister’s house. They could see them sitting at a kitchen table working on some type of paperwork. As Greg zoomed in with his camera, he could see they were looking at pictures of women and what seemed to be some type of applications. George put the papers and pictures in a briefcase and Caroline walked him to the door. Greg and Tammy hiked back to the car and called Sylvia. She had no idea why George and her sister. Are serious?”I leaned back in my chair, intentionally passed every inch of her body with my eyes, and smiled:“Of course I am serious. But, I have more questions and one task for you.”“Yes, Sir. Anything!” she said a little too fast, and I couldn’t help but to laugh. My Thailand days will maybe be dedicated to my work, but my evenings and weekend just jumped to a brand new promise.“Ok…questions first. Yesterday she almost gave me her kids. What is the deal?”I saw her turning red.