.. I was mad at him earlier," she said. "I told him ... I told him I thought he kissed that first bimbo's neck longer than he needed to, that he let h...er kiss him when he promised he wouldn't."Jo was aghast. She looked over at Ken. "Is that the reason you bit so quickly?" she asked. "Because you didn't want Meghan to think you were kissing her neck?"Ken blinked slowly and wiped some more blood from his eyes. He blinked a few more times. "Well..." A sigh. "Uh ... yeah, I guess that's what I was. I am afraid that you will have to engage in much, much more fluid exchange with the male." Bast smiled widely then just as quickly hid it from view but not before her mother saw. ‘Hmmm interesting,’ Isis thought, ‘this might be the start of a truly creative time.’ The man was still a little in shock after finding out all that he had at the library, and then there was of course the encounter he had at the supermarket! This was obviously what Bast wanted him to do, though the thought of getting. "They can't." They can," Brock replied. "But that doesn't mean I'll go. I'll refuse to report and the Yankees will probably void the deal. If they don't, it means I'm done with baseball." I don't want to live in New York," Meredith said. "That city has nothing but bad memories for me." I know," Brock said. "We'll figure it out. It hasn't happened yet. If it does, I have options. We have options." But you love playing baseball," Meredith said."I do," Brock said. "But it's what I do. It's not who. After a good drink of water Forni helped remove my clothing. I laid down and allowed Jón to take over. Forni made some noise and the boy woke up.There was pressure on our bladder and Jón sleepily said, "Slave, help me to the chamber pot."I said to Jón, "You are still a foolish little boy. Do you feel superior when you can command a slave? Are you so small that you have to tell others what to do?" He's a slave." He's a boy much like you. He likes you, but you cannot see that. He is beginning to.