.. I'm er ... Jenny ... um ... Taylor, I don't think you should talk to me, if Bob finds out he'll give me a bad time" she stuttered out.A closer look... and I saw she was sporting a black eye. "Why do you put up with his abuse, surely you don't enjoy being a punching bag?" She stood up and went to enter the van "mind your own business she muttered, I don't need any more troubles so keep out mine." I shrugged my shoulders and told her if she wanted help I was willing to give it and returned to my. Anderson’s bedroom was open, and Kitty bit her lower lip as she considered it. She hadn’t skipped out of class at community college in months, and the whirlpool tub in the master bath was calling to her. Contrary to her name, Kitty loved the water – especially powerful jets of it, aimed just right. With a wide grin spreading across her face, she locked the front door, and pulled out her cell to tell her ride to go without her. Kitty stripped down while the tub filled, tingling with. I will also remind you that we are in an excellent position to cut off Oricantha's water supply."They blanched at that remark, so I was pretty sure what the answer would be when I came back in one hour. I bowed and left the room to visit the nearest tavern while they deliberated. Wogal and his two men drank three mugs of beer while we waited, but I carefully nursed a single mug, since I didn't want muddled thoughts when I went back to face the town fathers.I was in no hurry to return to the. Becky looked over at me and smiled ever so sweetly, her hand roaming under the sheet. ‘You know what the sound of the rain makes me feel Dave?’ Becky asked shyly. ‘Sleepy?’ I offered innocently, knowing full well that was not the case. ‘No, you turd’ Becky said sharply. ‘Does this give you a hint? As she peeled off her sweatshirt and kicked of her pants, I got the hint. ‘Too bad there’s no shower around here. I tried to take a bath in our little sink-bowl but I probably smell like a monkey’.