“We know that the kids Lenna brought down with her didn’t make it. We also know that we haven’t had any reported pregnancies yet.”“Yes, and ...the spermatozoa had a one hundred percent mortality rate, and the ova had a fifty-three percent mortality rate. I checked Lenna’s notes. She supervised the cryo procedure herself, and she had good cells across the board. The sperm motility wasn’t great, but she attributed that to the radiation the guys took.”Faith sat down in her chair and bit her lip in. ’ You get to play Jackie.” “If,” Flick interrupted, “if you behave!” “Is it right for me?” Now, I knew Flick would never let me do something that wasn’t right for me but I always loved winding her up. She slapped her hand on her desk. “No, you moron, it’s completely fucking wrong for you so it’ll end your career and I shall earn no more fees from you. I’ve been trying to sabotage you for years!” I raised my glass and did my sweetest smile. “Well, cheers Flick, cheers Rita. Let’s see if I can. The claim was that she wanted to take on both of them, and do some things she'd never done before. They passed off the rope burns as a bondage experiment, and the stitches to her rectum as overly active consensual anal sex. The most outrageous part of it all was that the local prosecutor ended up telling Denise that even if they could prove they two scumbags were perjuring themselves, it was going to be a long ugly trial. Denise wasn't sure she could go through with it. So the DA ended up. Anger and desire flashed across her face and sexual hunger was momentarily visible as a contraction of her pupils. "Turn around, face the wall," I said. "Raise your arms." She did as I said. "Spread your legs," I said. She did. Opening those long legs. Every cell of my body was alive. I wanted her so badly. I stepped closer to her. Put my hands gently on that perfect body. She tensed. Every muscle on her trim back clearly defined as she took a deep breath. I reached around and cupped.