She turned back to the bar. The bartender kept smiling at her with that "so whatcha doing later" smile. His hair was pulled back into a pony tail desp...te the fact the man had began to lose his hair way too early in life. His shirt hung open showing a golden cross peaking out of the deep growth of chest hair. The cross made her smile. She wondered why men like him wear them. She was willing to bet that he hasn't been to church in over a dozen years yet he still wear the cross proudly. Like no. "Frrrommmmpph!" her fat ass went. She wiggled her round bottom and sunk it deeper into the sheets. The smell in the room was getting noxious. "Unngh" Mary softly groaned, and let out a puttering fart deeper into the sheets."PrrrPPpprprprPPPrrrp!" her ass and its gas sank deeper and more embedded into the sheets. Mary felt positively wicked for being such a dirty gassy girl on her roommates bed. Then another idea struck her.Mary got on all fours, then rested her ass on Angie's pillow. She smiled. We just need to get 'em there." Why's he selling 'em?" Jamie asked and Emma smiled."'Cause there has been some interest in them. He knows he will get a good price and one of his passions is money. If you could treble your cash in five years, you'd take it, right?"Jamie nodded and looked at her. "So what do we know about breaking into stately homes?"Emma glowered at him and glanced over at the pictures on the table. "I don't know, what do we know about raiding stately homes? I can't think," she. Sighs.....Captivating.....*Chuckles.."Damien - "What?.....uhh whats so funny?"Aliyah - " Oh.....just the odds"Damien - "The odds? of what?"Aliyah - " Do you belive in destiny damien?Damien - "Hard for me to say? I dont like the idea that im not in control of my life, but at the same time it brings me peace to know that eveything will work out, rather good or bad"Aliyah - "Rather good or bad? Meaning death or living?"Damien - "Either one"Aliyah - "Thats an intresting outlook on life," *looks at.