”“Oh not at all, I am an American so that is my home. In fact, Pete here is one of the few I know that could honestly say it really is his home si...nce he has Indian in his background.”Riku looked at me and I nodded. “We are really a mixed culture. Take everybody in the world, throw them all into a blender, and what you pour out afterwards, that is American. Only by last names can you really tell where at least some of our ancestors came from. Culver is an old English word for ‘Dove’, so odds are. We have explanations to make." Sir." Jason glared at the floor a moment. "I despised the man, but I did NOT set him up."Armand eyed him a moment, then nodded, satisfied. "All right. See what happened. We may want details from Witherspoon's people to keep Jacobson's exposure down, but I want to know what Jacobson was up to." Sir." Do we have a line into Pinkham's?" Yes." Call him at eleven or so and request a lunch meeting at, say, Andrea's, for twelve-thirty or so tomorrow." Sir." Jason moved. In the conversations which followed, it came out that it was my birthday and then everyone started to make a big fuss of me and drinks started arriving and I suppose that gradually I started to unwind. I had on a little black dress which was backless and so I had a worn a large shawl across my shoulders, even though it was June it can sometimes get chilly in the evenings. As the minutes went by and Ken seemed to be getting more and more d***k in the company opposite, I was chatting to the two. Stranger: HiYou: hiYou: asl?Stranger: F 20You: hi m 26Stranger: OkYou: what you up to?Stranger: NothingYou: what do you want to talk about?Stranger: Whatever you want to talk aboutYou: well i'm game for anythingStranger: How long is it?You: 8 inches, how big are they?Stranger: My boobs?You: yesStranger: DYou: hmm niceStranger: u hard?You: getting thereStranger: OkYou: you getting wet?Stranger: YeahYou: you playing with your clit?Stranger: YeahYou: i'd like to do thatYou: i'd lick it aswell.