” She laughed. “What, you think I’d buy my stuff at some dark, seedy place in an alley somewhere?” “I guess I’d never really thought about...it.” Though the shop was surprisingly big, there was only a single employee working. She at least fit Jonathan’s expectations: clad in black jeans and a ripped black tee, with short hair shaved at the sides and dyed with purple streaks, severely beautiful face with sharp cheekbones and chin, and multiple piercings, she looked like a fetishist’s lesbian BDSM. Well, rules? “Brilliant idea, Marlies...Which rules do you want?“Ehm, I am kinda new to this..” she said, trying hard to sound ironic. “So am I...but I am willing to learn.“Are you gonna...tie me up, Paul?“That was my idea...I mean, we have to start somewhere…She realized that he was almost as nervous as she was. Then she sat up straight and took a final sip before she took her jacket off. “Give me your hand, please…She let out a loud, almost theatrical sigh, but held a hand toward him, without. He had a way of talking them out of their panties before they had a chance to object, even it they'd wanted to. He could also do the same thing in sales. You've heard about natural born salespeople? Well, that's Henry.The reason it took so long for us to get married was football. There was no doubt we were going to do it. My dad would kill him and his own father would have ground up the pieces if he skipped out on me. But he made a deal with all of us. Let him finish out the season and he'd. He laughed and said yes, she is beautiful. Then I told him my college was already paid for and I worked to stay busy and gain experience also I was actually saving money, so when I got out of college, I could put a down payment on a home. Then he said I’ll tell you what I own a manufacturing plant, I like your work ethics, you’re the kind of person I want working for me, how about over college breaks and summers you come intern for me, work hard and I promise you I’ll have a Jr, executive.