”“Really?” Julie asked, obviously relieved.“Really Jules. You should hear her going on about how wonderful he is.”My friend looked very reli...eved.“I’m sorry to have told you all that,” she said quietly. “But I had to get it off my chest.”“Don’t’ worry. After all that’s happened, I think you and I can talk about pretty much anything, don’t you?”She nodded, blushing slightly though in my book it was me who had the most to be embarrassed about.“Penny, Jack’s so pussy-whipped right now he doesn’t. "Jay," Catherine said to him softly. As Jay turned, he saw Catherine pointing to Erin and Delmar as they emerged with the next group of panicked people. Erin's face showed that she had seen him and then she focused on something over his shoulder.Looking around to catch a glimpse of what Erin was seeing, Jay saw Clinton pull the limo up to the back side of the parking lot where he could pull out easily. The big car could force its way out of the driveway entrance or, if the other cars blocked. It was much louder here. Light spilled into the hallway through the crack of a door left ajar. I intended to slip past but conversation slowed my progress. "...damned thing making that confounded racket. We should call the priest again." "Father McKenny won’t come back. Not after last time. They take a celibacy vow." "No vow is going to stop the iron in my trousers." I peeked through the crack in the door and saw two male servants. One leaned against the stone wall, his britches lowered, and. “Well, I’ll be damned, Lobo. This is fucking sweet as sugar.” And ... his mind woke up. “This must be fucking sugar cane.” Cutting off another piece, he put it into his mouth and bit down hard. Sweet exploded across receptors that had not tasted anything of that nature for a time.Taking his larger knife from its sheath, he cut a dozen of the biggest canes, then cut them in half and bound the bundle with rawhide so he could take it in his case.“I need to do some reading, Boy. But even if I can’t.