The males wanted sex, so everything relaxed and became much more open about sex and sexuality. The whole area of sexual mores is kind of based on supp...y and demand. There’s some oversimplification there, but you get the idea.”Myron exclaimed, “Now, that is some of the most profound thinking I’ve heard in weeks. You’ve distinguished yourself as an internationalist yet again.”Chris blushed but accepted the compliment.Christy and Ash came to my office at the university one day shortly after they’d. I just got the weirdest rush of thoughts. They're like these brief shots of......of memory. Yeah, I got them too. Jesus, this is not how I expected heaven to be.Heaven? You killed... yeah, you did. The bathtub. Jesus, why the hell did you do that?Absolutely none of your fucking business, I tell her, and send her a blast of anger.Listen, buddy, I hear. You're the one intruding on my brain space, fucker, so back off.I sigh and take a deep breath. Well, my mind does, anyway, and I think her body. Today was social. Today I asked you were you would like to have lunch with me — your husband, remember? — and you tell me sorry, I'm having lunch with the guy who fucks you every chance he gets and stabs you in the back every chance he gets and I'm supposed to be happy about it?"You can think whatever you want, feel whatever you want, but today you chose that asshole over me. It may have only been for lunch, but you chose him over me even though you know how I feel about him. You are a big girl. He set a cup of coffee down on Harper's mail-cluttered desk, then found a seat on the couch by the window. "Got some good news," he said."A nice big donor, I hope?" Harper said."Next best thing," McMullen replied. "Fred Knox, Jenny Easton's agent, thinks he can get Jenny to do an endorsement for us. Hell, we can build a whole fund drive around that."That was good news indeed. That was part of the reason that while the Defenders had their official national office in Washington, it was mostly a.