” Amusement flickered in her eyes. “Brother?” Pyrriah said. “Stay on the other side,” I said. “I'm fine. She wants to play some riddles, I...'m up for it. Let her get to know all my charms.”She laughed, her big breasts shaking. “You have confidence. Boldness. You don't stink of fear, merely lust. And not for the gold. You're here for me.”“The gold's just a bonus,” I said.“Very well,” she said.What has lips but is no mouth,What hungers but eats no food,What takes seed but is no soil.I mulled that. Finally Jackson pulled out for the last time and flopped down on the bed beside them.“Finish me with your mouths.” He commanded urgently. Tegan climbed off of Candy and got on the other side of Jackson while Candy reoriented herself. They closed in on his upright member from either side and started running their mouths up and down the sides of his shaft, tasting the combined juices clinging to his skin, almost as if they were trying to kiss only Jackson’s penis was in the way. They worked. I intentionally emphasized the ‘good’ about those visions. How none of them showed me the horror and violence of war, but reminded me of my promises, how to live up to them, how to forgive myself, and just as importantly, how to love again.Next, I covered the whispered voice. I talked about how annoying it was at first, almost but not quite, understanding what was being said. How I’d learned to concentrate and open myself up to hearing Laura when she whispered her warnings. How all the early. Adamsen, who in turnfollowed Ms. Nasty Russian-American Bitch (a.k.a., Ms. Narekova) to theelevator, and then into the waiting room just outside Mr. Hammond'soffice. "Snap some quick pictures while we're here," Ms. Adamsenordered, so I did. I just managed to get a quick snapshot of Mr.Hammond's 'guests' as the door opened, before Ms. NRAB closed her handover my camera.Two very well-known mob bosses walked through the door, regarded thethree women in the room with smiles that looked about as.