However, Maggie was ourcaptive audience and spoken orders showed both girls who was in charge. Alicia complied, finding a local rock station and then ...waiting for my nextorder. We had tuned in part way through a record so I forced her to stand withher legs spread, hands clasped firmly behind her head, and her shapely nakedbreasts thrust out until a new song started. Alicia whimpered and her bodyshivered a little with humiliation and anticipation. "Look's delicious doesn't she Maggie?" I asked.. ‘Where’re my keys?’ He asked as I sat him down on the couch. ‘You can’t drive. You’re too drunk. I hid them.’ ‘Where at?!’ I hesitated. ‘In my room… MIKE!’ He was definitely more playful now that he was drunk. I ran around the house chasing him, trying to catch him before he finally made a mad dash to my bedroom. ‘Get out! You’re all dirty!’ I whined, as he snuggled under the covers in my bedroom. ‘Your bed is so comfy!’ ‘NO! seriously! Get out!’ I begged him as I tugged on the leg of his. " Well, how about ... Ryoko ... my dearest?" Tenchi ventured gently. "My one reason for living?" Cut the crap!" Her head snapped around, regarding him sourly, before she instantly softened."Please?" she added almost pleading. Tenchi nodded, smiling. Continuing then to look at her, as always Ryoko was hard to fathom."Ok." He added. Then swallowed gathering his courage. There was pain written in those luminous golden eyes, a longing and a loneliness that he could feel reach out to him. Burning. "Joe turned back to his desk and picked up a sheaf of papers. Glancing briefly at them, he seemed to find what he was looking for, and resumed his tale...La Cosa Nostra has been around for a very long time. That particular name for it is an artifact of publicity and highly visible, but less-than-effective, legal processes. Those processes were connected with efforts by the governments of the United States and of Italy to suppress the cosche. Whether or not those efforts were justified is, for.