That is only fair you know, seeing as how I warmed her up.”Well, that was just bad manners and I was losing patience. “Allow me to retort.” (If ...you recall your Pulp Fiction, those words were followed by bad things.) “You have me in a mood now.” I hunched my shoulders and arms forward in a ‘muscle’ pose that made me look a lot bigger all around. “How about I beat the shit and blood out of your bastard’s ass, only I promise to leave you breathing ... more or less painfully. Rib breaks will do. I know that’s not true; she plays a good game, she took control from the start and any control I have now is all an illusion. Who cares?! The bathroom comes into view and there on the corner of the counter is her purple vibrator dripping with juice. Blood flows through my dick and the feeling pulses. Oh how I want to stick her toy in my mouth and lick off the fluid, but I resist and instead walk in to find her crouched down and reaching into the cupboard. “We’re out of toilet paper!” she. She took a deep breath and brushed a stray lock of hair away from her forehead, focusing afresh on the interview.“And then there were the designs discovered in the possession of your co-accused, Pierre” Dana was saying. “We will find him, and he will tell us how this machine was used, but it would be interesting to hear from you, now, what role it had in your activities.” She was being unduly harsh, Katya thought, deliberately maintaining a distance between herself and her subject. She wondered. Actually, I did mind. I’d met a girl in the states, and I’d decided not to go to see Lian while I was in Singapore this time. I didn’t know if I’d even see Irene again [she was headed for an East coast university], but I did know I was through with the old woman. The trouble was, she didn’t seem to be through with me. She grinned at me happily as dad told me about the sleeping arrangements.I didn’t want to insult her, or make a scene. With the high cost of apartments there, and four of us.