I will need to take you to some dark places, but you WILL get used to the naked, desperate struggle. You will be struggling not for me, but for you.? ...uddenly, almost cutting me off, he found his voice. ?They’ll find me in three weeks. I won’t need to go through this twisted shit.? He spoke determinedly, but quietly. ?Anyway, why would you help me? You’re in it with them.? Of course, ‘they’ wouldn’t find him. Did the kid really think we were total amateurs? But the second objection was harder. Do you mind sharing a table with soldiers?"Jas checked with Badoesa and Bad Tom. They shrugged.The Melissas sat on either side of Jas. The new Melissa barely spoke.She picked at the food like a woman watching her weight.The other Melissa jibber-jabbered during the entire meal. She soundedjust like the Melissa Jas knew and loved."Right, stop," Jas said to the old Melissa. "We've established that youare not the real Melissa." I have her memories." Are you coming home with me also?"That Melissa. An einem ihrer Nippel klemmt noch immer eine Wäscheklammer, die irgendeiner dieser Perversen irgendwann in der Nacht plötzlich aus der Tasche gezogen hat.Ich löse die Klammer und betrachte versunken minutenlang mit offenem Mund, aus dem ein Gemisch aus Kotze und Wichse tropft, das Schauspiel des steil aufgerichteten dunkelbraunen Nippels, dessen erst weiße Spitze sich langsam wieder mit blut füllt.Zu geil sieht sie aus, meine geliebte Freundin, und mein nasser Mund schließt sich um den Nippel,. " Who is we? Is Pinky outside?" Ned spoke up."Yeah, he's out there but he didn't want to come in." Go get him," Ned commanded and Edgar shuffled out the door. I turned around and ate a few spoonfuls of stew. Ned and Mr. Oldham huddled about how much the two workers had coming. "We'll pay them in cash. Have them sign a receipt for the workweek ending September 20," Mr. Oldham told Ned.When Edgar brought Pinky inside I turned my seat back around to face him, but he wouldn't look at any of us..