To his immense relief Tom Henderson answered the phone."Hi, Mr. Henderson. It's me, John." he said."Hi, John, how are you?" Oh, fine," he replied."You...wanted to talk to me?" Tom asked."Well, yes," John stammered. "Uh, I talked to her." And what did she say?" Well, she said okay in the end," he explained, "except for one difference." Oh! And what is that difference?" She's sort of afraid to go by herself," he explained. "She wants me to be there with her when it happens." You're joking!" Tom. Again, he asked if she understood. She did not dare nod, but instead whispered‘Yes, I understand.’ ‘Good,’ he replied ‘I hope you do understand fully’,Tipping her head back further he began to probe her mouth with his finger, running it over her teeth and tongue. He slowly ran his finger over her lips, barely touching them making her move uncomfortably at the slight pressure.Leaning down over her and holding her mouth open he allowed some of his spit to fall from his mouth into hers. She. Josef-Sharik is right. If you do not accept, be aware of the consequences, it may even end up killing you.The black thought about it for a few seconds, knowing that he had no other alternative, he had to reluctantly give in.Ashanti-Good. But only for my territory and business.Josef-Now we just need to agree to a meeting with her.Sharik-I know a guy who says where he could take refuge. Maybe you can help us.Ashanti-Let it be clear that I only do it for my interests.After the pact of the three. The two had met senior year of high school when it became a requirement for athletes to take an arts course to graduate. Matt was the life-of-the-party jock and Jake was the boyishly charming theatre guy. With Jake’s dark hair and soulful blue eyes and Matt’s golden Adonis good looks they made a hobby of getting girls in bed. Jake, always the more sensitive of the two, grew out of it by the time he graduated from college. Jake shuffled toward the frozen food section, hunting for the Oreidas..