”She giggled, and said “Huh?”“Aren’t you?”“Actually, George, that’s not quite correct. Vivian and I, as a team, are trying to seduce y...ou.” Vivian, usually the ice queen, was losing it and going into hysterical, if charming, strong contralto laughter, complementing Margaret’s soprano.“I think you’ve succeeded.”Vivian and Margaret pointed to the seat between them. Vivian beckoned, while Margaret said, “Over here, Mr. Lawrence. Clothing not required. You might enjoy, however, removing. "You want me to fuck you?" Harry seemed stunned. "I told you I was only interested in getting my dick sucked. Now you're licking my asshole like a demon, and begging to get fucked in the ass. This is some seriously gay shit you're dragging me into." Harry stood up, and rolled me over. He proceeded to go in his night stand, and pull out Vaseline. "Jonah, you're never to tell anyone about this. I've had sex with my cousin a couple of times. I think he's a bigger homo then you are. Anyhow, I know. There was nothing wimpy about Jordan, even though for years they had been hearing what a wimp he was.Jordan slumped down on the bed after Ethan and his men left the room. He wished he had a phone so he could call the Pirelli family and let them know that Angel was OK. He puzzled over Ethan's words. How did Ethan know where to find Angel? Finally it struck him that perhaps Coach Bills had figured out her connection to Ethan and had visited Reno. Jordan felt sick. If that was the case, Bills had. Her Prof would be pleased.Her classes were okay, but after Feminist Philosophy, Elaine felt even more disconnected. The tutorial discussion centred on the metaphysical question, 'What is a woman?' Her tutor gave her a couple of imploring looks when the various conversations went off on tangents. She tried to contribute a few times, but she had nothing new to offer. For someone usually involved in discussions, her silence was out of the ordinary.For the first time in her life, Elaine realised.