When the new highway bypassed the old part of town thecondition of the motel deteriorated over the years. The cypresstrees had never been trimmed and...had grown up around thebungalows to the point that they were almost hidden from thestreet. The pile of foliage around the bases from the evergreenswas more than two feet deep. The trees were covered withfunnel webs of spiders. When they parked in front of theapartment the light of the headlights revealed that the paint onthe apartment was. ”“Bullshit. Do you actually think that the General will pay any attention to a prisoner...”They heard Ashley screaming, “This way. This way,” as the portal opened and troops boiled out.The RetreatJeff, Dave, Evie, Tosha and most of the family were sitting in the living room talking, when Jeff motioned for them to wait. Unconsciously, he sat up straighter, his body going tense as he listened to someone on his radio. There was a long pause before, “No. Don’t bother trying to move him,” the Prime. "Carla was nervous. Indeed, too nervous to even enjoy a hand on her breast. She couldn't even think about sex. First, the situation with Linda had to be dealt with.Matt didn't argue. He kissed Joan, a little upset, sure, but he was not going to ruin this orgy starting a huge fight.Then Linda raised her hand to Carla's face, and Carla was sure that she was going to be slapped. But Linda didn't slap Carla (how could she?), she did something that she had never done before: she gently caressed. She had such a sure countenance and lithe legs you would forget you were on fire if she didn’t tell you. And she always would. A good woman. The best of women. Why did that butcher have to set his eyes on her? She was beautiful, true, and a good dancer, but not a noblewoman. She was someone a poor man could always pride himself in having as a wife. Not one for royal courts. Onyx guessed she would have been smart enough to get along fine, and eventually turn out like a noble, but he was bad at.