"Well there is nothing to tie me to the product, unless the leasing company is somehow tied up with it all," I suggested."It isn't. There is nothing t...o tie the distribution to the production," he said."I should be able to bluff my way through it. So where do I go," I asked."Sit tight let me make a call and see where I can send you to check on them," he said, I found a quiet parking lot and waited. It took him till almost 5AM to get back to me. "Go into Blacksburg VA. and stop at the waffle. .add in the coke and she was suddenly frightened of what this man might get away with. Damnit, she was his to control."No...." she hissed, shaking her head, brow furrowing angrily as she broke out of her Black cock-fixated trance. She couldn't let this happen to her. This d**g peddling thug couldn't just simply own Lena Headey, worth millions on paper, out of pure lust for his meat. She wouldn't let him believe it, her insufferable pride shining through even in this moment; though it took. .. No, not yet," he finally said."And her condition?" I persisted."Well, Larry, since she, uh, died—" Her condition?" I demanded. He still hesitated. "Jim, don't be a prick about this if you don't want me to be one. She's not at Mother of Mercy any more, I get it. I'm not asking you where she is now, but I know what's happened and you know that I know it. So for Christ's sake tell me how she was when you did it." Unchanged," he muttered."A little better than that, I hope," I said. "Stable. The song finally ended and Jack gave Stacy a hug which she seem to enjoy.The next song started to play which was a slow song and I noticed Jack leaning over to ask Stacy something, she nodded her head yes and they started to dance a slow dance. Jack held Stacy's right hand and placed his other hand on her waist. Stacy responded back by holding Jack's hand and placing her other behind Jack's neck. As the song continued, both Jack and Stacy seem to become more and more comfortable with each.