He turned to Todd and smiled, offering his hand.Todd took it, assuming this guy was the lesser evil."My deepest apologies, little one. What is your na...me?" the man asked.Todd almost forgot to answer, but replied with his name."Very good. Now, come along. I'll bet you'd like a bath." he suggested."Oh yes please umm..." he paused. "Master Derreck." the man replied."Master Derreck." Todd repeated.Derreck ordered a bath to be drawn in his chambers before he got there."You'll have plenty of time to. “He’d let you slurp on his chode until he shoots a load of baby batter into your gappin’ yapper. Do you have a poem for me?”“Sure” replied Bob Blobluto “She was a mellow frumpy girlWith spanked on Jell-O wiggly thighsShe frowned like she could never mind To go down blindAnd lick the cigar mushroom head of theMeat cigar oh meat cigar Her head in the lap Smoked the cigar of the meat with the mushroom head of theMusky meat cigar milk the meat cigarSalty mushroom headJames Brown meat cigarFunky. She offers him coffee. For a fleeting moment she thought she saw a twinkle in his eye as he accepted her offer, then curses herself for her vivid imagination. As she turns away from him to turn the kettle on she imagines his warm breath on the back of her neck followed by his gentle kisses……. She dismisses this thought immediately! He is after all only here as her friend, no longer her lover, her soul mate, just a friend who has called round for a chat to catch up on all that they have. I had been watching the ZNN morning update on the African Massacre. That was the name they had given the Crown Prince’s killing. They were still giving no real information, not that I needed any.ISIS was still being blamed, they were stupid enough to take responsibility through a spokes person and that fired up half the Middle East that was aligned with the Saudis. The other half was laughing at the plight of the kingdom.Another report on ZNN implied that there was a secret request to the US.