Tabitha Mercer, a busty red head, with a killer ass, and a killer disposition. The ivory skinned Irish woman was deadly with the pistol at her hip, an... the smg in her lap. But it was her psi abilities that made her lethal. Her emerald eyes, were often mesmerizing, when one could look away from her deep cleavage long enough.Next to the sultry Latin sniper, sat the massive Axle Riggs. Former mechanic, former soldier, the bear like man, stood six and half feet tall, and was 300lbs of muscle. I had been twenty-one for a couple months and was doing my part to keep the profits up at the Jack Daniels distillery. My favorite drink was the JD Long Island Iced Tea and I had no problem putting them away. I'd spent this particular hot summer night at a bar along the Sacramento River and that meant there were a lot of boats coming and going at the bar. I like boats. Around ten o'clock this charming man who reminded me of a particular older actor came along and bought me a drink and struck up. What a girly crossdressing sissy fag to do? Were you expecting someone or just?, He asked pointing at me and as to the way I was dressed. No, No, I just, and then I did not know what to say, as I searching for the words. I looked at him and realized how manly he was, rather large, about 6 feet 2, 230 or more pounds. He smiled, and I felt a weakness come over me. He leaned towards me and whispered sort of in my ears. You look very lovely, and your legs; are those pantyhose your wearing? he. I literally had no one to comfort me. Of course, the first thing I thought of was a fix, but it was like a revelation. It finally hit me that all the fixes did was put me in that miserable situation."Right now, I'm on a furlough from my Twelve Step program because they know that no drugs can get in here." Wow! I ... I didn't take anything that much," Chelsea claimed."Nobody does to start with," Sophie warned her. "Have you talked to Shannon Torvold?" At Chelsea's negative head shake, Sophie.