And practiced. "ENOUGH with what books say and the CIA tells you. What do you ~feel~Gina, what do your instincts sing to you?" The CIA cares about .....cooking?" "The Culinary Institute of America," Fiammetta growled. "Si, knifeskills are important, silly pigeon; a chef must learn accuracy, economyof movement, and how to keep her fingers."Fiammetta wiggled her ten digits, then flicked back hair as black asmine. "Important too, are foundations of soups, stocks, sauces. These arethe cooking. I thought I could just be your friend. Your so much younger then me, but God I want you.’ Annie felt her heart lift and knew that when they met tomorrow it would be VERY interesting. *********************************************** Annie was nervous. Today was the day she would get to meet Conner for the first time in real life. Her hand reached up and fiddled with her hair. God, she hoped she looked alright. She knew she was pretty but would she be able to keep his interest? Opening her purse. I heard the Woman say this was the ultime act of Sadism for her: making someone so miserable he’s genuinely happy to be Urinated on.The three of them found this all really amusing so when Scorpion was done, the Woman started to Urinate on me, followed by the other guy, who took a very long piss all over me, my face and head included.Unfortunately the ‘Urine’ warmth didn't last long: now the Woman decided I was all dirty and smelly from their Urine and had to be cleaned. She took an empty bucket. ”“You really are Josey, aren’t you? I remember seeing you on television now ... Uh, this bottle has water in it. I don’t drink beer but my husband does. I mean, when he’s playing golf.”“Where is he now?”“Playing golf.”She placed the beer bottle on the counter at the far end and Sheila walked down to pick it up. She smelled it and held it to my nose.Lola told me, “That’s my husbands beer. I was going to put it in the trash.”“It’s half full and it’s still cold,” Shelia told her.“Look, Mr. Josey.