The Foul Mouth and the Headless Hunny (The King Henry Tapes Book 4) by Raley Richard

Author:Raley, Richard [Raley, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2014-03-17T16:00:00+00:00

Session 45

After Farmland Kansas came Kansas City, after Kansas City came Omaha, after Omaha came Des Moines and after Des Moines came Iowa City.

America’s heartland, all in one go. One day after another.

Ultra Class ‘13 gonna have some serious redneck crackers in it.

Ceinwyn and I developed a pattern of waking, packing the car, visiting the recruit in question, then leaving for the next stop. It was strangely exhausting to be sitting in the car for so many hours each day. Made me realize why truckers and travelling salesmen always die so young. Sitting in a car, eating bad food, locked up in a motel room for the night. This was not the trip I’d imagined it to be.

Hadn’t had a chance to chase a single bit of tail.

Well . . . there was the Omaha recruit’s older sister, but Ceinwyn deftly handled that situation by making me more included in the conversation with the parents. “Why do you care what I do with my cock so much?” I angrily asked once we were in the car.

“Quit thinking with that cock and start thinking about the effect your little bout of flirting could have on the recruit and his parents,” she scolded me. “If one of my actual Recruiters pulled what you just tried, he’d be fired on the spot.”

“Good thing I ain’t an actual Recruiter then, just a summer intern, ain’t it?”

I was pretty tired of Ceinwyn’s little maneuvers with me, but at the same time I respected her even more for it. Like watching a famous artist paint or a famous chef cook. The way she played the recruits and the parents, the way she took me aside and told me exactly how the conversation would go down before it even started, plus where and when I should intervene, and what aspects of the Asylum life I should focus on to do the most good with this specific recruit.

Sometimes the conversation would be honest about the Mancy, other times it would be filled with euphemisms like ‘gifted’ or ‘very talented.’ In Des Moines I was used to take the boy aside and talk to him about accidental anima discharges, in Kansas City I stayed and distracted the parents while Ceinwyn did the opposite.

Recruiting is an art form really. Psychological warfare and emotional violin playing rolled into one.

Yeah, after that first week on the road my respect for Ceinwyn grew leaps and bounds.

The trip wasn’t all work and no play.

Had my first real barbecue in Kansas City.

Went to the movies in Omaha to see some flicks I’d missed while at the Asylum.

“Why are you disappointed?” Ceinwyn asked after one.

“He killed like half of Metropolis and didn’t even give a shit!” I hotly geeked out.

I even snuck away from our hotel room in Iowa City to bluff my way into a college bar for a few rounds before people started to get suspicious about Pablo Jimenez’ ID and the fact his skin wasn’t as dark as pictured. Sometimes being able to mimic your Mexican friend’s Spanglish pays off, that’s all I’m saying.

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