Cyndi sighed, kissing my ear."I'm so happy I finally went to bed with you," she whispered. "I've been wanting to feel your cock inside me for so long.... I don't know why I didn't come on to you sooner." I've been watching you, too," I said. "Sis, you're one of the easiest girls to spy on I've ever seen."Cyndi gasped in mock surprise. "You've been spying on me?" All the time. It's an obsession." What--what did you see?" She smiled as she looked into my eyes."I saw you doing some very kinky things. He'd hoped to keep away any of the cops that normally came to the bar. Rollie wanted the Daltons to feel safe enough to come into the First Squad that evening and talk openly."Not much of a party," one of the two men said as they came into the bar.Rollie looked up. This must be the Daltons, he thought; there's not many men that big in St. Louis. They match the descriptions Ted gave me. Me and Tully aren't small but those two almost make us look like runts."Where's Ted?" The bigger of the two. ”Amenthia smiled a predatory grin, “We did talk it out, Pathios, and I suggested that we use this method to easily demonstrate our choice.”My mind locked on her use of ‘demonstrate’ and I had a feeling this wasn’t all of their answer yet. I watched in fascination as Amenthia used her left hand to turn Enti’s face towards her and pulled her into a kiss. I could see no hesitation in Enti, else I would have stopped things then and there, as her lips drew closer to Ami’s. I couldn’t help but hold. "Your calculations are way wrong though," she said. "I'd have expected better from a scientist of your stature."I used the calculator. 2,000 divided by 18 per week, divided by 52 weeks in a year, was 2.137 years. She took the calculator off me, and hit X, 2, =. Result, 4.274."Come on!", I protested. "Why double the problem? My figures were right, weren't they?"She grinned. "You forgot the asses, Jack. Two holes, two fucks. You can only cure nine women a week, not eighteen."I slapped my forehead.