The film continued and they kept watching. Bob stroked Angela’s arm softly and felt her shudder. He slipped his arm around her and she snuggled clos...er, but didn’t take her eyes from the TV. He kissed her on the top of her head, then glanced at the TV. In the film, two women were making love and both of them were showing a lot of zest for their activities. Bob didn’t know if women who appeared in adult movies were acting or actually making love. The two he was watching really seemed to be. One of the younger men leered at me and said, "Yeah, babe! An hour with you would do it for me!"They all looked shocked that he had the nerve to say that. They all looked at me to see how I was going to react.I admit it. I hadn't expected that response. I laughed and said, "It's funny you should suggest that. That was my suggestion to Mr. Morris. But he said it might kill you and he couldn't endanger his employees like that. There'd be all kinds of forms he'd have to fill out and he just. As the golem with the molten hole in its chest raised its sword, he swung, pouring momentum into the strike. He could feel his bones fracturing under the impact as the bronze figurehead made contact with the construct’s helmet, tearing it from its shoulders with such force that it bounced off the wall on the other side of the passage, narrowly missing another of the golems. The headless body ceased its movement, the sword falling from its grasp as its fingers went slack. Before it even had time. About three weeks later Boris was in bed reading his scientific journal when Aachen, his manservant knocked politely and entered the room.“Sire,” he said.“Fuch off Aachen, I don’t want a wank or a blow job nor do I wish to fuch your ass nor do I want you to fuch mine,” Boris replied putting the ageing pervert firmly in his place. “A thousand pardons but I have a young lady for you,” Aachen apologised.“What in gods name?” Boris asked.“Hello Boris,” Ekaterina said as she stepped around the door.