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He's not Canadian like it says on Melody's and Leann's birth certificates.” “Still doesn't prove that they're Clint's sisters and not his cousins.” In California, first cousins could have sex and even marry. Sisters, even half-sisters, could not. “He could have crossed the border with his driver's license. No one cared back then.” “True,” the woman said. “We'll have to catch him with Zoey or Alicia. No getting around him there.” They were Big Tits Clint's “official” sisters. The names on the birth certificate's for both women's children were another Canadian they couldn't locate. The man shook his head as Clint climbed into his black SUV, his wife and cousin slipping into the back. “His entire family. Big Boobs That's fucked up.” “We'll nail his ass,” the woman said, flashing a vicious grin. The END Part Ten: Adrianna’s Story Author’s note I decided to introduce the character of Adrianna (formerly Thomas Adarian) gradually throughout the story. At first, you only hear accounts of him, then you only see him through the eyes of other characters. It is only at the beginning chapter 20 that I let the story play through Adarian’s eyes. I wanted to give the reader the impression that his character was important, but I didn’t want to bog down the plot by introducing him early in the story when so many characters –Yavara, Brock, Zander, Prestira, Elena and Leveria—needed to be introduced as well. But Adrianna is just as important as many tattoo of those characters, and even more important than some. Since I couldn’t give him (her) the air time the others got earlier, I decided to devote an Big Breast entire book to him. This takes place between Chapters 26 and 28 of the main story arc, and details the stories of Adrianna, the other hybrids, Certiok, Trenok, Arbor and Rose; all characters who I felt deserved more time than the main story would allow them. You don’t have to read these next six chapters, as I will summarize the important plot points when we return to the main story arc, but I hope that you do. Thank you. Day One ADRIANNA, TWO AND A HALF WEEKS AGO. In the horror stories told to misbehaving Highland children, the beasts of the Great Forest would kidnap delinquent younglings, drag them to Castle Alkandra, and drop them before the Black Throne. If the story teller had a mind for detail, he would tell of how imposing the Black Throne was, how it towered over everything and took a hundred full steps just to ascend. At the precipice, the disfigured and repulsive Dark Queen would cackle manically, then swoop down to begin her terrible torture. “It’s just a wooden chair.” I mused, looking down at the unassuming piece of ebony furniture. “And Yavara’s not a wart-covered hag.” Faltia added. The formerly fuck named, ‘Captain Faltius Dafian’ wasn’t quite sycophantic toward me, but she retained her military respect despite my insistence that she not. “Give her time.” I muttered. “She’s ageless.” Soraya noted. I remembered First-Scribe Soren Poneria as a balding frail man in his late thirties, and though she was now a buxom tan beauty that most would mark at nineteen, she still retained somewhat of her pinch-faced bookishness. “It doesn’t have to be from age.” Eva said, “The way she gets around, she’s bound to catch some kind of super-herpes.” Ah, Private Eva Alisia; the irony of her saying that was palpable. How many times had I received a notice from the castle physician that Eva Alisia had once again contracted syphilis? “Eva!” Alexa gasped. 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