Amy piped up, "We're going home so I can fuck my wife dry, but she's never once dried up in 10 years."I almost died! I wanted to crawl under a table a...d hide. I have a much greater sense of propriety than she does. I doubted anything would be said to her -- anybody who knows Amy knows enough to be careful what they ask her after that second glass of wine. If you aren't ready for full-blown honesty, then steer clear of her.In the car, I told her, "You behaved yourself right up until the end."She. She smiled and clapped excitedly before telling me to follow her to her house.It was a short drive to her house and I pulled behind her car in the empty driveway and followed her inside. She said she would be right back and told me to wait on the couch. I took a seat and waited for her. A few minutes later she came downstairs in a pair of black leggings and a tank top covering her sports bra. She padded over barefoot to where I was sitting and asked if I was ready and weather I’dlike to stay. I felt a brief twinge of sadness as I remembered a time when David was a somewhat innocent teen.The interrogator slammed his hand on the table.His partner restrained him. "Let me try again. We can try it your way if it doesn't work."Oh God, good cop, bad cop. Did they think I was stupid? Did they think I never saw a cop show on TV?The second interrogator leaned against the wall. He tried to look casual. "Your value to us is rapidly running out. We have your son's ship. What are your son's. Her cousin Jadzia had always been one of her favorite people in the world, like the big sister she never had.“Yeah, your cousin Jazzy. Anyway, we were telling them about hiring you, and –”“We?”Jake paused, a little irritated by the interruptions; he wanted to get through this. “Yeah, ‘we’… me and my wife, and another couple. All four of us are pretty tight with Solomon and Jadzia. Anyway—”“So y’all were sitting around talkin’ about me?” asked Santana, feeling a little defensive.Jake said, “We.