“I don’t see or hear from you in weeks then you show up at my hotel room and tell me you don’t have answers for me?”“I have answers,” the ...irl counters. “I just don’t think it’s the right time to answer them.”“Same difference,” Harper mutters. “Then what are you here for?”“Trevor got invited, and I don’t understand why you invited him,” Anthe explains, seeming calmer than the situation demands. “He can’t know...”“That we are fucking?” Harper asks without hesitation.“No!” the girl shouts. “Why. Federal Court.”“Anybody got any idea where she is?” asked Manolo (no last name).“Nothing real. They say she was in Nigeria ‘bout when all them terrorists got axed.”“I heard she was in D.C. when the President off’d himself.”“Nah ... she was in Tokyo when they had that big scandal.”“So... ,” said Big Tony, “we got nothin’. Okay. Put out the word if anybody sees her send up a flare. But don’t plan on doin’ nothin’.”Lerwick, Shetland IslandsAfter the Brexit election in 2016, the United Kingdom. "You cock-sucking motherfucker!" One thing for sure, this demure, little broad had a mouth on her.After a minute of struggle, Sherry finally went limp in David's arms. He dragged her over to the couch and set her down gently. Exhausted, Sherry wilted and draped her arm over her eyes. This gave me a second to examine her. She was a handsome woman, about forty-five, with shoulder-length chestnut hair and a tight body. Her legs were tanned and muscular and her ample tits filled her sun dress. ): Of course. We have only been married a month.BZZZZZZ (A buzzer sounds.)Peter: I'm sorry Sam, that is not how your wife answered. Sam: Rita, Darling, this can't be true. Who is this worthless bastard anyway? I'll kill him.Rita: John.Sam: John? My brother John? That motherfucker, I'll kill him!Rita: Look, if you were home once in a while and not at the bar every night!(Camera pans back to Peter, the host.)Peter: OK people, you can fight it out when you get home. The next question is for.