Damn it. She shouldn’t have taken that last margarita yesterday. She was getting to old, her hangovers were getting worse and worse every time. She ...idn’t even drink that much. She tried to roll over, but again she couldn’t move. There was a pressure around her wrist, a pressure around her ankles. She pulled on her limps, straps were pushing into her skin. What the hell? She groggily tried to open her eyes. The light in the room was blinding, she blinked a few times, then closed her eyes again.. " I tossed a peanut up in the air and caught it in my mouth, a party trick of mine."Likewise!" she said flatly.I threw more peanuts and caught them all. I thought of telling her that my record stood at 43 peanuts on the trot ... pretty impressive huh!I threw another one up and quick as a striking cobra the girl got up and caught it in her mouth!"Bloody hell!" I said. "That's fantastic, here have this pack and let's see who catches most."She took the other pack and for about 5 minutes we threw. I knew that I could do it on the range, but it was gratifying to learn that the practice carried over into real life.The drug warehouse was an old home that had been abandoned in a run-down section of Sola Vista. The second floor was used for drug storage and the main floor was used for an office and a waiting room for workers and distributors. I didn't expect to find more than a token guard at the facility, since the local people all knew that this was a Carnoli family operation and gave it a. I would have a hard time fending off the other guys I was flattered and we went to the disc and we had an amazing time. We also drank a little and came back home. I said dear and I will have a bath. I kind a feel sweaty after that dance and went to the bathroom in his room and he did not pay much attention to it and little did my bro know that it was all part of the plan after around 20 mins and I called him and said dear, could you wash my back. My hands are paining so I can not reach my back.