Agreed. She held her fingers a half inch apart. "I'm this close to tossing him out right now." Even knowing who sent me." The aide was unrepentant. He...was not even decent enough to phrase it as a question."I'm hoping she does not know what you're really like."Dead silence.Excellent.Mr. Bacon stepped into the opening of the conversation. "No matter his failings, he's here to hear your Program story. Could you please tell it?"I got an evil grin on my face. "All of it?"My Principal resisted. ”Damien laughed.“What?” the Texan asked, drawing a thick, silver blade from beneath his jacket. The big man bent over, planting his knee on Damien’s shoulder. The knife, the edge serrated for cutting, lowered to Damien’s throat.“They wouldn’t feel your small dick.”The Texan smiled. “Well, I guess you’ll never know. You’ll be down in hell.”Damien’s telekinesis seized the silver throwing knife embedded in his chest. He wrenched it out, turned the blade, and slammed it into the Texan’s throat.. Taking their arms all three winked out appearing in front of the house.There he was met by the worried and concerned faces of ALL his other wives. All of then gave a sigh of relief as Ephus held and kissed all of them. Taking them inside, he explained about the two Greek goddesses he'd managed to bond with. Then he told them about the Olympus Realm, powering Zeus and three of his daughters up. Taking a deep breath, he then told them of Ares.Bast's eyes went wide as she exclaimed, "that was why. Yes, she was attractive on screen, but she was a knock-out in real life. Her light blond hair was in bunches and with bright, innocent, eyes and that disarming smile, she looked every bit the perfect girl next door. She rose to greet me and we exchanged pecks on the cheek.She was wearing a simple royal blue dress, spaghetti straps over the shoulder and ending mid thigh. Returning her smile, I slipped into the seat opposite her. I looked around the restaurant, certainly a trendier one than I.