<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://files.catbox.moe/k872lq.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Calvin Luther</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Nicky<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: overline;">           </span></span></span></div></td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)</td></tr></tbody></table></div><br/>I realize that it is quite difficult to focus when one is the focus of the attention and gaze of this woman, this Dianne du Monde. She makes the word "reward" sounds so wonderful and interesting.  I feel my thoughts sip away down a path of what it might feel like to be rewarded by a woman like that.<br/><br/>Lippy is speaking, and I try to mentally give my head a shake.  What is she saying about the airport... about heading home.  And why does it feel like the last thing in the world I want is to be travelling away from Ms Du Monde?<br/><br/>"I think that perhaps we can hear out Ms. Du Monde.  Perhaps there is a perfectly reasonable explanation for all this... and if it her phone, perhaps there is a way we can simplify all this for all of our best interests...."