)Sanosuke: All right fine. I'm Sagara Sanosuke. A friend from Tokyo.DOUBT (hangs in the air)Sanosuke: Don't you believe me???Misao: Sure, that's what ...you say.Okon: He's just some punk.Omasu: I don't like the look in his eyes.Okina: Anyone whose hair sticks up like that can't be any good. (Like Chou.)(He glances at Kenshin.)Kenshin: There's no one in the world I'd trust more than Sano.Okina (pounding Sanosuke on the shoulder): Good to meet you, Sanosuke!Sanosuke: Oh shut up.Okina: Well, now that. When I got out there I sat on the same side as Ed, not right next to him and mentioned....somewhat on purpose....that the dampness had given me a chill. He said "come over here and put our bodies together and we'll warm you up." I thought to myself "good boy". I moved next to him and snuggled a bit. I could look down and see his cock growing a bit again. It was already getting difficult to resist attacking this gorgeous baby boy. Just then Nadine popped out onto the patio. "Miss. “This is Enika, by the way.” I shook the friend’s hand. “Would you like something to drink? We were just going to go over there to the new cafe at the Perfoming Arts HQ and get couple of cokes or something. You guys sure look hot. Ha ha, hot and sweaty, I mean!”Stella’s mum had a kind of hyper babble. She was so personable though, you had to forgive her for it.“Sure. Great.” I replied, and ran to pick up a sweater on the grass.“Who’re the babes?” Asked Sid, as we walked over to the ladies, who. Had she had known that Joanne, far from being dead, was alive and well, and holding back on rescuing her, she would have been a whole lot less happy! Although the two had never met, Angela had heard a great deal about Miss Esterhazy, and as a consequence, she already held Joanne in the most profound contempt. Angela was a seasoned professional, hard as nails, and Joanne was merely an idealistic amateur - the worst kind of soldier as far as she was concerned. Angela had served in the Army before.