We both got out and swapped seats. Bob pulled Swifty back onto the roadway and handled her very deftly and expertly. He accelerated swiftly through th... gears to better than ninety miles an hour very smoothly. Typical male, I guess.Now, driving on Route 66, even the more modern four lane version, took a bit more concentration than driving on the modern, Interstate replacement. Most roads, even four lanes, before the Interstates, were UN-limited access roads. Every Tom, Dick, and Harry's driveway. "I had a dog," Mike said. "A good dog, too. But, it seems like training a dog team would be a lot different."They found Jim Horton and his wife sitting on their porch in Warsaw. "Well, Mike McMahon," Jim called as soon as the two had gotten out of the truck. "Long time, no see." It's been a while," Mike admitted."Haven't seen much of you since you quit coming to the council meetings," Jim said. "Anything ever happen with that book you were writing?" Not much," Mike said, "But now, it looks like. Several are quickly approaching, cocks in hand. The old man starts grunting and groaning. As a creamy white jet of goo launches about five feet. My shoe takes a hit. I'm like "oh-my-god!?!" As I tried to jump out of range too slowly. I'm looking down at this creamy mess glistening on my grey shoe, stunned. Suddenly I feel a hand grab my sleeve, and I get pulled. I almost fell, as I came to realize Lidia was dragging me away towards the car. I look back half expecting to see a ravenous horny mob. .” He got up, dusted off his knees and ass, and adjusted his tie again. “You could probably handle ten, or twenty of us in a fight, in here.”“ ... I could.”“And yet, you’ve requested I come here, so we can talk, and find a way to work together.”“Azamel has requested you. I just delivered the message.”“Athalia, face it. Kindred may be weaker than your kind, weaker than Uratha too, with only our few elders as a real threat, but we’re very, very good at what we do.”“ ... and that would be?” If.