Jarmyn looks like he might pass out as I describe her. Now I am good and interested in how he knows her. I don't think she's seeing clients, at any rate, and I can see him the type to go after pregnant women.

“Wouldn’t say I’ve met her, really.” I listen as he explains exactly how he met Wanda, and he looks like he expects me to hit him once he's done.

"So..." I say slowly, sipping my coffee. "what you are telling me is to get a handle on the crazy psycho bitch..." Oh, I can't help but grin a little at that assessment. "...you meant to knock her out. But it only made her madder instead of putting her out cold?"

I wait a moment, considering him and then looking over to the Dormouse and back to him. "Jarmyn, Wanda is a a force of nature not to be trifled with, with a violent streak a mile long, and the ability to hold a grudge for years and believe me, I know." I start laughing now. "Be glad she didn't take you up on the offer to hit you... but is more the pity then..." I say, letting a topuch of regret creep into my voice. "She is... was... a fine dominatrix. She would have had a field day with you."

Finish my coffee, chuckling around it, when a thought occurs to me, sobering up my good mood somewhat. "She... ah... did not threaten to get her husband after you for hitting her, did she?"