McAllister had the men and horses out and about in the city, running many errands. Some were simple reconnaissance. Three of the Duke's men each left ...ith a deacon to go count windows in the Basilica, rooflines, how many rooms must be under a roof, and in what pattern they must be laid out.Other errands were more prosaic, such as the order for the man Savonne named Cook to procure foodstuffs for their meals. McAllister flatly refused to pay the innkeeper the exorbitant sum the man named for. Or so we thought....In the weeks and months that followed we over-stepped the red lines and slipped up so many times that Jordan could not help but notice that his son was fucking his wife. But Jordan also knew that he, by himself alone, could never satisfy me sexually. It seemed like in the end he felt that it might as well be his "own" son rather than someone outside the "family" that I was being unfaithful with. So far, Jordan had not made an issue out of it. One afternoon I leant over the. DING-DONG!Who could it be? My stomach roiled. I bit my lip as I kept staring down. I couldn't see anyone, my porch to the left was covered by its own roof. I quivered there. I didn't like this at all. Was it solicitors? Missionaries? Were they trying to preach about god? I already had a church. I went every Sunday and prayed so hard for God to make me straight. DING-DONG!They were persistent. Who could it be? Should I go and answer the door? I moved out to the suburb so it would be safer than. That’s over the line simply because it doesn’t acknowledge how far that is beyond what I’ve done and give me a choice. But even if the form wasn’t over the line I don’t want to imply I’m going to just do that if he comes to a brothel I’m working at. I don’t even know if whores have babies when requested by their clients. I know I don’t ... at least not now.”Marv and Ariel worked through the rest of the comments. Especially for the short comments they ended up adding some text about the.