I can't blame him," John said in reply. "What do you mean you cant blame him?" I asked John hoping he was going in the direction I secretly wish he wo...uld. "Well I mean, you are a very sexy woman, so I can't blame him for trying to get you into the sack." At that moment my pussy started drooling. That's exactly what I wanted to hear. "How do you know I'm sexy? You haven't even seen me since I was a little girl" I pressed for him to explain. "I've seen a picture of you, and the sound of your. “Dude, you are not excited enough!” Guy was a bit of a bro, but he was one of the few friends you’d actually made since coming out to LA six months ago. And he seemed to genuinely like you in a place where real friends we’re hard to find. Plus he’d been a little more successful than you at finding work, which meant an Axe body spray commercial and a single line in a pilot that wasn’t picked up. Still, his potential success meant your potential connection to a working actor.Work was not on his. . whoever you need to give it to. I was told to tell you that this is a direct order from the stewards. I have done my duty so long as you do yours.”“Where is the king?” Rudolph wondered. “Why is this not coming from his hand?”“He is away for a few weeks,” the soldier said. “You should probably be happy it did not come from King Joseph. It might have been delivered by 200 soldiers instead of 10.”“True,” Rudolph agreed.“One other thing,” the soldier said as Rudolph prepared to head to Olaf’s. Bob, sorta, never mentioned to anyone else about the shipment of Gyprock plasterboard, or of the false back wall containing enough heroin to keep most of the nations addicts going for years. The attached unloading address was Canada so they could owe him.He of course discussed it with Helen, who concurred, as they needed the triads here like they needed the black plague. Now everywhere inside the domestic area inside the volcano is plaster lined, walls and ceiling. There wasn't a house locally.