He lifts the lid. Barbara considers the uniform inside.“Did you have this ready before he left this time? Or did you just make it?” she asks.“Wh...ch would make you more comfortable?” Alfred asks.Barbara rolls her eyes and holds it up to look. At least Alfred has some taste. He kept this one the same as Barbara’s own design: a gray suit with blue boots and gloves. The bat is simple and yellow.She scowls. “Did you, uh, fix it?”“Yes, Ms. Gordon. It’s specially reinforced.”Barbara looks down at. He actually admired her restraint, just a little, in that she had managed to go so long before breaking into tears. Her eyes were still tightly shut, and one by one the tears slipped out. Phillip watched the first drop slip down her face, down the front of her face, unlike the blood, which ran down the side into her hair. She still looked beautiful.He waited until the drop was near the corner of her mouth before he decided to lick it up, just to be perverse. He started at the teardrop, and. She was warming up a bit, but could still feel a little chill in her bones. Goose bumps ran down her arms and she could feel her nipples poking through her t-shirt. "Looks like you are still a bit chilled," Mike said as he reached for his jacket."Just a little bit," Eve replied."Stand up M'lady, let me get this jacket on you." M'lady? That is the third time you have said that to me. Am I to assume that I am your lady now? We have just met," Eve said with her head bent slightly and in a very. “It’s for when we do,” she said beginning to get frustrated.“Well, I love it then. It’s perfect.”Her parents put down half the purchase price. They would have paid it all, but she wouldn’t let them.“We need to be independent,” she said, but the We — was really only her.My wife carried the load. Patty is more capable. I was relying on her, not her on me. I had no steady job. In my longest employment, I had worked for her father for two months, fixing some IT problems. His usual support firm let.