His gut told him that governor or no, he didn’t have the power…not here… not in this place, wherever ‘here’ might be.The man chuckled. “Wh...at do I want?” There was an accent, definitely Middle-Eastern of some type. “You killed my friends. You and your government are equally guilty. Now Salib and I, we have decided on payback.”“Who are you?” the governor demanded. Then, gesturing at his daughter, “Look, she’s an innocent. She has nothing to do with this. Whatever you think I’ve done to you or. And that is exactly what Sonja wants to correct. Mark, she wanted to come up with a line of women’s clothes that would be distinctly Colondaro, something that would be unique not only in the clothes but the representation, something that when we market them would jump out to anyone seeing it as different, exciting, new, and even a little risky in some items, pushing the boundaries. The line was to include traditional Western styling and also new and challenging styles from the traditional. She. “Very.”Early evening, before dinner, we sprawled on the couch in front of the TV. Amelia stretched out her legs on the coffee table as we watched her selection; the usual run of sitcoms. Slightly slouched, and partially leaning against me, I caressed her shoulder and, feeling randy, slipped my hand down to cup her delicate breast over her cotton top. Nice. No bra. Amelia didn’t object. She placed her hand on the back of mine, her other on my thigh, and continued watching television.I was quite. I would ask if you were dating someone or married to anyone, but evidently, those are quaint customs these days. I’d also worry that April might get jealous, but that’s also a bit anachronistic, too,” I mused as she laid the smoothie in front of me.“Brunch is served, Herr Radescu. As for jealousy, marriage, dating, and such, don’t worry your handsome head about that. I’ve already determined to fuck you as soon as I can arrange it. No obligations, trust me. Women nowadays don’t have to pretend.