.***"Now where, Joe?" Back to the station," said I. "I want to check the records for other similar robberies."***Two hours later Steve showed up at my...desk with a huge pile of papers. "You were right, Joe," he said. "There's a series of these heists all across the country. The last one was in Los Angeles, California in 1998... the thieves hit a Frederick's and, three days later, they cleaned out a Victoria's Secret."My eyes narrowed. "So!" I said, triumphantly. "I was right!"Steve gave me a. It's bad enough that you kept us up half of the night; now, you want to hold me back from my chores," the old voice groused."Have mercy, Esmie," Stefan whined, "I think your mistress drained me dry and left a husk of my former self in her bed." Braggart!" Esmie scoffed with a smack of her broom on his bicep. "You will not speak poorly of the lady, especially in her bedroom." Poorly?" Stefan haggled, "I am in awe of her worldly skills!"He jumped out of the bed before the broomstick slapped the. Not that I'm some bloodthirsty barbarian, but let's face it - when all you have to do is polish your armor and sharpen your weapons, people start to expect you to do just that. I've never believed that an army needed to be pretty, it just has to hack the enemy down before it got hacked down itself. I needed to get away from headquarters and back in the field."How's your sword arm, Lance?" Captain "Cleave" Mida asked me as we traded warrior's salutes, fist to buckler. He always called me Lance,. .i signed up and sent her message asking when would she be back on?I took a shower and left out about my day..around 7 i got a email saying she replied "my next show is at midnight would like to be notified?" I replied "yes" Fast forward to midnight i cant deny thinking about her had me hard off and on her calling herself "slut doll" ringed in my mind all day….i poured myself a shot of tequila and stripped naked on my sofa and turned my laptop on..at 12:04 am i got a email saying she was on.