“Well you could, but you would get fired and I would have to kick your ass.” “Oh well. They put on a pretty good show. I feel bad that you got s...ood up again, but glad I could go with you at least.” I said and leaned against my workbench. “You would think I would be used to it by now. I blame porn and feral monsters, give the rest of us a bad name.” Bob said and set the truck he was looking at down. “People are funny. However I will say Alyssa was more nervous about your big sharp teeth than. I looked over and saw the poker room manager talking to another security guard. That guard had sergeant's strips on his uniform. He nodded his head, stepped over, and told Sam that he would take him to the security office.I finally looked over at Mike who was standing there rubbing his jaw and watching what was going on. I located one of the poker room chip runners and asked her to gather up our chips and cash them in for us. She agreed and grabbed another one of the runners to help. I then. The generators were being delivered today and put in place.The fuel tanks had been delivered Friday and with the help of the security men, were set in place. The fuel company had connected them together with valves, hoses and pipe, checked for leaks and then filled them with fuel.Tomorrow the generator people were to meet with our private utility people to hook up the generators and adjust them. Then they were going to cut the South Africa Utilities wire feeding Polokwane and install switch. She had a truly sad expression on her face, and I knew that she was feeling quite sorry for what had transpired. I was put in mind of what happened when Clara had revealed similar information about my slave to my fiancée. In the end, everything had worked out, as this would; the truth would ultimately come out, and there would never be a good time for it. I brought my face to hers, meeting her eyes. I could see the tears glistening in them."Master, I am so sorry for speaking out. I should have.