When I left you (which was in June), the Married Guy had come over to my place, we had stripped down to our speedos, he had sucked me off and I’d cu... all over his chest and I had sucked him off and swallowed every last drop of his married man juice. He was sitting on my couch and I finally took his cock out of my mouth and tucked it back into his AussieBum speedos.We were both a bit of a mess, the Married Guy had my cum all through his chest hair and my white AussieBum speedos had cum residue. Even the opera down at the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion that I only attended under protest to please my wife. Well, ex-wife. Damn. I’d actually grown rather fond of ‘Nessun dorma.’I picked up my water bottle (lots of bottled waters left at every 7-11 store) and took a swig.Initially I had been hitting the liquor stores and drinking up the really expensive stuff. You know you can get a really bad hangover, even from some of the best single malt Scotch? I really liked the smoky tasting stuff from. I'd remain their prime enemy, with the entirety of the Blackguards arrayed against me, and those would be insufferable odds!No, if the Weir brothers were guilty, which now seemed highly probable, there could be no arrests, no prisoners, no trial and most importantly no witnesses ... living ones anyway. Sir Adrian had suggested as much in his note. Strike hard and fast and get your head under a large rock before the shit starts flying again until it all blows over.I could do that!It was about. It was buried deep in his memory. If he had been mind wiped by the Praetor, which was likely, then his memories were accessible only by asking direct questions, like this one."I think so," Jeff said, squeezing his eyes shut and trying desperately to remember, mostly so he could please his new goddess. "There was a paradise, long ago. Mankind was thrown out because of his sins against nature, or something. I don't understand why, really."Béla smiled at him. If the Garden of Eden ever did really.