We're living on the brink of disaster and there is no way out, she thought, fighting back the tears.Greg fixed them both a drink in the living room as...she prepared to bring dinner to the already set table. She stood at the door with a platter of cold chicken in hand, braced herself, then swung the door open, a forced smile on her face and walked to the dining room."Next May," he said, choosing a drumstick from the platter. "Next May I will be in line for the regional directorship of the entire. There was total darkness, you could not make out any thing around you. I felt two strong hands grip me and push me to the wall, a voice in deep whisper said 'don't say a word, just do as I say.' His hands fumbled around my belt and let it loose, my pants dropped to my ankles and my assailant lifted my shirt and pulled down my under wear below my buttocks. I felt a rubbery hard warm wet tube slid up the crack of my butt, I bent leaning over at the waist poking my butt out. With my face pressed. Nearby, Beth was sparring with Noah. She held a sheathed knife in her hand, swinging and stabbing at him with reckless fury. Despite her efforts, he’d block and deflect her attacks away from his body, using various fighting styles he had learned across the multiverse. Then, as soon as she paused her onslaught, he’d attack, forcing her to heighten her reflexes for dodging.Finally, when the sun began to set, Noah said the magic words. “Let’s call it a day.”On cue, everyone collapsed. Even Trevor. ”She laughed about that. “We DO sell real estate in Alaska,” she admitted.“That works for me,” I said agreeably. “And you were worried I was gonna punch him in the face.”“A little,” she admitted. “You knock people out for a living.”“Wanna know a secret?” I asked conspiratorially.“Sure.”“Those last two fights ... I thought about being in the cage with Brad. As soon as I did that, it was like something clicked in my head. I was never all that aggressive in my fights before. It was always a fun.