Not a tough guy or anything, far from it. But slowly, over the years, he felt his self esteem melt away. Looking back, he couldn’t point to any ...pecific action or incident that would enable him to say to himself, that’s where it started. But five years earlier, as he stood in this very spot, staring at himself in the mirror, he realized, I’m dead inside. There’s nothing I care about. Not even my wife. During his shower he thought to himself that he’d stop at the 7-eleven for his. We were ahead of plan and below budget, something that would score big points for us, particularly Ang.Jill flowed into my arms and kissed me again, a habit she'd adopted several months ago; "My hero. You saved me from all those nasty men in that whirlybird machine." She used her falsetto and innocent woman voice more likely heard in an 1880's play than in our movie; she played the role well. We all laughed, and I waved my rifle in the air; a rifle rigged to only shoot blanks and tongues of. You all see that?” When she got lots of nods, Katherine heaved a deep breath, then added, “I thought no one saw that, one of the main reasons I wanted to do this. Yes, some of the product lines I sell are for the alt-sex crowd, but there’s no other walk-in source for such stuff in or near Elkton.”Char cut to the heart of something implied by Katherine’s words by saying, “So, you not only manage the place, but you also own it. Yes?”Katherine stared at Char for nearly ten seconds, closed her. This was where mistakes were made. A deep breath. The Islander custom of tapping her clit for luck, careful not to poke herself with her climbing claws.Ebony leapt forward in a burst of motion. Three long strides and a powerful leap, she took hold of the tower wall and began to climb. She wanted to be above eye level as quickly as possibly. She’d chosen the north eastern side, semi facing the hills and then down into a series of walled estates. The people there were the sort who felt smug.