The attack would have been much worse if not for his actions. He took all the praise with steely stoicism.He and Evans now drank together, chatting in...the brothel he and Rayner called home. “You have been busy while I have been gone. When you said you wanted to step up, I did not think you meant stopping an invasion,” Axel teased.“You jest. Though it was your advice that allowed us to prevail.” Seeing Axel’s confusion Evans clarified. “Not needing combat skills to fight. I chose to worship a. You know that I hate that. It makes me uncomfortable.’ [Impatient throat clearing] ‘I was just experiencing a little bit of chest pain, but the doctor has given me medicine to take and he told me that everything should be copacetic after two months.’ ‘Two months?’ [Quick pacing] ‘What type of chest pain are we talking here? Heart attack? Stroke? Irregular heart beat?’ ‘David, calm down. This is one of the reasons that I didn’t want to say anything to you. You’re going overboard.’ My head is. As if on autopilot one of my handsguided itself downwards, ready to slip into my panties."What. The. Fuck?!"I snapped back into reality, greeted by the sight of my rather shocked17-year-old sister Kelly."What the fuck is going on?!" she asked, although it was really more ofa demand. "Who... who the fuck are you?!" Kelly, wait--!" I exclaimed.She, however, shook her head. "No, no. I don't know how the hell yougot in here but I'm... I'm calling the police."I reached out and grabbed her arm,. ) It felt as if it had been built specifically for her hand andher hand had been built specifically for it. So good. (- no stop it -) There was something in her head. Something that sounded like her, too quiet and weak to make out. Three voices. One hers, One Imhotep, and the third the mass of his manipulating minions. Which one was hers again? It became harder to tell as lust filled her, seeded from her own deepest recess, fuelled by him and encouraged and built upon by them. (-No ones.