”I looked at each of my Stirpi. All of their marks were amber. “Wouldn’t that mean all of you would be arrested too?”There were nods, shrugs, ...nd a resounding “No,” from Michael. Everyone looked at him.“I’m sorry, Seth, but you’re the one born with amber. You would be the only one arrested. The council would simply sever the bonds between you and the rest of us.”Then it really hit me. “Wait, you’re saying that even though I’m a House Lord now, a Padrone, I would still be arrested for this?”He. I'm cumming. Oh shit," she kept saying.And then after what seemed to be forever, she fell backward on the towel, lying there.She was panting, her boobs were moving up and down fast, her chest was heaving. and she was lying on the floor."Are you okay?" I finally asked.She pulled me against her. She opened her mouth. And we kissed.She pulled back, lay there for a second, and stared at me."Do you want to stop?" Justine asked."Oh God. I don't want to. I know we should not do this. I really know. Probably some smart ass changedsome lines of code and the entire program went into infinite loop and now it’sup to me (offshore team as they would call it) to save the world here. I lookedaround from my cubicle, emptiness an array of empty tables and chairs, monitors, phones, white boards filled with threatening undecipherable algorithms, emptyconference rooms where fiery heated discussions and exchange of ideas from onebrain to another I had taken place were now theonly silent spectators to. He yawned. “I’m going to sleep, babe.”Miranda smiled. “Sure.” She patted Jessi’s leg. “Come on, Jess. Time for bed. You’ve got an early plane tomorrow.”Jessi stretched on the couch, hitting Miranda’s leg. “I don’t want to. Can’t I stay here with you?”Miranda frowned. “Don’t be lazy. You need to be ambitious. Look at me, I’m already the Vice-President in my company.”Jessi sat up, then flopped her head down on to Miranda’s lap. “Then can you take care of me, Madam Vice-President?” she asked.