She came back again that evening and asked me to help her get a suitcase down. The suitcase was above the cupboard in the bedroom. I got a chair and s...owly pulled the case with my right hand supporting the weight with my left. She was holding the chair so that I don’t trip down.The suitcase was heavy and full of books. I turned around and was ready to get down when the chair tripped and I fell over her, pushing her onto the bed. The suitcase got thrown away onto the other side of the bed. She. " "Always up for a shindig, Roger. Hello Chantelle, I don't believe you've met my wife, Marie." Alex pushed her forward, holding her by the shoulders. She was a mousy brunette with a strangely pushed-up nose and I wondered if she'd had plastic surgery. "She's my slave tonight. Aren't you, dear?" he asked, leaning down and kissing her ear. She sighed before answering. "Yes, Alex, I'm your slave. Can I please have a drink now?" "In a minute. Say hello to the nice Mistress, first." Chantelle held. It was quickly seconded and only two senators did not vote in the affirmative. Both chose not to vote at all. I guess having cast no vote meant it couldn’t come back to hurt you later.The second set of six were called in one after the other and given sixty seconds to introduce themselves and then confirmed without debate. All of us were confirmed by a vote of the full Senate before lunch.So far Hawk was twelve for twelve.Having been confirmed meant that the ‘Acting’ title was removed from. Remember that! You are friends not enemies Let the man help you! Or the next time it won't be him you have to worry about!"With that Lucie Hartwell turned in a huff storming away down the hall. Joseph could only stare after her shaking his head. Damn! When had she gotten this forceful? Then a smile crossed his face, damn if he didn't like it!Moving off a few ideas started to form in his mind. Ideas his sister had helped to get started. He wasn't completely cut off; almost, but not quite all..