"You will be talking to the brothel keepers, gaining essential information Brighton. Does that not stir you?" No, Holmes it depresses me. I mean, that... way lies temptation, and the path away from redemption." You are made of sterner stuff than that Hove, by George. I do not doubt you in that respect."Brighton forced a wan smile at the complement. "I have no idea where to start though Holmes, I have no experience of these 'houses'." So it is fortuitous that I have prepared a list, is it not?". It was shocking when he decided to curse me -- if I wanted desire and lust so badly, let me be desire and lust. So cursing, he bound me to a wonderful lamp, transforming me into the limitless power of a djinn... but only capable of granting wishes of desire, lust, or sexuality.Far from being humiliated, I was enthralled. And long after his death, I would be remade anew again and again, always the perfect djinn for each new master. Once invoked, the lamp cannot recall me -- not until my master's. “Don’t fart about give it some welly,”I said.He thrusted and slipped off, bloody near buggered her by accident. He tried again, and again. “Guide his cock in lass or we’ll be here all night,” I suggested.She tried to guide hs cock but that failed.“Stick a couple of fingers up and ease her a bit,” I suggested.“Worse than fitting piston rings in steam washing engine,” he observed but he stuck his thumb deep in poor Miss Rochester’s parts making her squeal.“Ohhhh!” she gasped.“And again, try the. I nodded.Minutes later I asked the question again.“We knew you were going to be in the convoy and about what time,” he replied.“How did you know?” I asked.No answer so I repeated the question.Still no answer so I nodded.Five minutes later he said, “A Hezbollah informant was following you; at one of the stops you made one of the soldiers made a call that was overheard.”‘Loose lips sink ships, and got my men killed and almost me and Vicky,” immediately came to mind.I went back to asking questions.