’ She rounded on her husband, her anger turning her skin red as she shoved him hard in the chest. ‘A pretender sits upon MY throne and you wish to... talk about treason. My uncle should be the one to hang.’ A blinding blow came out of nowhere, her world spinning as she found herself on the floor among the broken wood of a chair with her husband on top of her with a crushing hand against her throat. ‘You would do well to hold your tongue, Princess, before it is ripped from you.’ He hissed in her. Of course, he could still afford to pay for younger flesh, a habit he’d still not foregone, but there was more pleasure to be gained from sex with a woman who appreciated him for other things than the well-invested wealth that could reward a job well done. Sam still liked a young lady. He especially loved the way younger women exposed so much bare flesh, often letting their trousers hang dangerously close to the zone after which he most lusted. But he had lost the ability to distinguish the. “The feathers are in a leather booklet,” Kristi said as she ticked away in her notebook, “David can you get me a lighter? There should be one in the box next to my suitcase.”“What kind of feather’s this?” Shannon asked from her knees. I twitched. Her eyes flicked towards my crotch, it was at eye height with her. She paled and looked pointedly at Kristi.“That’s an macaw’s tail feather. You want the green-blue one with the eye up top.”“Yeah, I know. You’ve got a bunch of cool stuff,” Shannon. I say “What happened?” he says “Just get here as soon as you can.” and hangs up the phone. I jump into my clothes, get into my car and fly down there. Fortunately I never go too far out of town. As I drive I have all kinds of scenarios running through my head about what has happened. By the time I get there and pull into the parking lot I look around and do not see anything looking like it is out of place. I hurry inside and look around and only see about 10 people in the place. I see Joanie.