" Emerson smiled and extended his hand.Sam Cook felt relief and wonder at the same time. "You're about the first person I ever had thank me for puttin...g them in jail. I don't think I would relish trying to do it now." He took Emerson's hand and shook it."I heard about the job you did on Hogan and Lang. They got what they had coming, although there aren't many that could administer that lesson." The lawman continued, "Things are coming to a head around here and I'm asking you to avoid trouble if. She searched for that and found me behind the shelf and was shell shocked.She was staring me in a very angry way and meanwhile I was seeing her boobs,she then came to her senses and covered her boobs and said me to wait outside in a angry manner.I thought I got fucked up and was waiting in the hall tensed.She came to me and gave a tight slap and started scolding me tears rolled down my face and was pleading her to not say to my mom,but she was in no mood of listening to me and started to go to. ” John smiled. Eve smiled back.“I feel foolish coming to you. I don’t know you, you don’t know me, and yet here I am. Is something wrong with me, John?”“Eve, even the best people have something wrong with them. The choices we make in life are not always logical. It’s the way life works. You’ll have the best life if you make choices good for yourself. But you have to define what is good for you before you make those choices.”“You sound like a psychologist now.”“Perhaps. Ready for breakfast?. Marsha had warned him but seeing it happen was still fascinating and captivating. Would it work on Candy? Maybe not exactly like this but already in his mind, he started to see control as something that could be manipulated. He’d read about power exchange, was control-exchange a manifestation of that or an alternative.He stood in the hallway waiting, Marsha a step behind. Another thirty seconds passed.“Marsha dear, how delightful to see you again.” The voice was a low purr, seeming to come from.