I gave him the Nair and the razors and told him tomake sure that he was hairless from the neck down. He was pink andhairless when he emerged from the ...athroom a few minutes later. My cocktwitched in appreciation, but I decided to hold off for a bit.I called him over and had him kneel while I painted his finger andtoenails. I had him sit still and let them dry while I made myselfsomething to eat. There wasn't anything in his cupboards so I ordered apizza. His eyes went wide with fear when I said. It was metal with a large type of lump on one side with a large padlock to hold it on. I was getting hard but she didn’t seem to pay any attention to my now hard cock.I saw her go back to my bags and open the one with the cash in it. She grinned at me as she fondled the money for a minute before going into the house with all my stuff and closing the door. Finally I began to yell some more questions until she scowled at me and held up a small back device and pressed a button on it. I now knew. As Sean kicked the metal box behind the bed, Emily opened the door. "Can I help you?" she asked slowly as she scanned the two men standing in the hall. Both were of average height, and both wore the 'Got Armor?' T-shirts that seemed so common to members of the 501st Legion.One of the men looked at Emily, then he smiled. "Emily Lowell?" he asked with confidence.Emily frowned. "Do I ... " Her question cut off as a look of recognition dawned on her features. "Kent Myers?" she asked. The big fucker, I don't know what they call it, Jer, don't drink that shit myself. But the broads... they were eating it up.First, he got them warmed up by telling 'em that marketing figured the story should box office at 200 million plus. Where the fuck those guys get that shit, I'll never know.The babes believed every fucking thing RP said. He got their attention real good and more than ever they wanted to get that fucking Mother T role.The real ass kicker was when he told them that he didn't.