The whole thing started pretty innocently. My buddy’s wife had a k**, and afterwards he told me she’d been feeling a little self-conscious about h...r about her looks. I thought that was a little ridiculous, because she’s a good looking woman, and if anything she was now thin with curves and big boobs (she didn’t have those before). Anyways, when we’d hang out he’d often comment on her appearance in front of me, and then look my way and ask “Right?” Essentially trying to get a complimentary reply. I called the voicemail number and Doreen's voice informed me that my apartment was ready and dinner was at 5:30 and don't be late. The message said she was baking a chicken and making a big-ole batch of cornbread. I wasn't sure how much 'big-ole' actually translated to, but I got the impression I was going to have to really watch my calories around Doreen.I was paid through the end of the week but I checked out anyway and took my meager store of belongings to my new apartment. I was pleasantly. "How's tha' head feel?" Sean taunted, but Zach ignored him to keep batting the knife away. "Yer only gonna get weaker and I've still got nothin' t' lose."Zach moved like a snake, pushing the knife away to deliver a solid punch to Sean's jaw. "You will when we spend your treasure," Zach hissed."Neither of ya' will live to do that, I'll promise ye!"Jillian kept her phone's light on Sean, but their circling allowed him to get too close. He feinted at Zach to back him up, then turned without. Other nations are negotiating similar deals with the same motives. They seem to be waiting out the Battle of Phoenix, though, before deciding whether or not to deal with Mesa or the Republic. Smart money’s on the LDS, though, by now. The Republic just hasn’t been able to hold up to them, at least in part due to refugees leaving ahead of the Mormon advance, but also due to sheer Mormon boldness and ruthlessness,” Marcy explained some further news as I pounded her from behind.“And southern.