He carried her over to his closet, set Dawn on her feet, and guided her to her knees in front of a wooden, knobby, waist high bookcase completely fill...ed end to end with small paperback books. Creases along the spines indicated that they had been read several times over."Okay, open your eyes," he said quietly.She did so slowly and examined the bookcase. George stayed quiet as she took in the site before her. "These... these are stories." Fantasy stories," corrected George. "This is my. The chloroform had worn off by now but the pill kept her disorientated, manageable and compliant."UUh uncle I... I..." She lolled around over his shoulder her fine rump high his hand gripping it firmly as he made sure the limo was leaving."Down stairs with you," he said with a playful spank of her behind Candice yelping indignantly her hand on her brow as if heavily drunk."I don't understand what's going on?" She mumbled as he descended the newly renovated steps to his rushed construction job,. )Sanosuke has begun training to learn the Futae no Kiwami.Sanosuke: Damn. This isn't working. No matter how quickly I hit the rock the second time. This is supposed to be easy and I just can't do it.It's already the third day.Anji (appearing behind him): To say is easy. To do is hard. You knew how difficult the Futae no Kiwami was. Are you beginning to think it's impossible in just a week?Sanosuke: Yeah, right. I still have four days. If I pissed from here, it'd reach the sea in four days.Anji:. "That father is why you so frequently lose," I reminded him, "Shall you win your markers back gentlemen?"Marchington agreed, "Will you take my note?" he asked."No," I replied."Well dash it man!" he said."You already bet things that are not your own." I assserted."Steady on Charles," father declaimed, "Sorry old boy," he said to Lord Marchington."You do the same, you're as bad!" I scolded father."Do you dispute my honour!" Marchington exclaimed."Indeed," I replied, "I make it my business to know.