Did you have a nice evening?”“Not particularly. Just went to a club.”“A nice guy like you didn’t meet any women to entertain?”“Nope! W...y are you here all by yourself?”“Just waiting for you darling.”Gary didn’t know what she meant by that. She continued to smile and look at him happily. “Would you like to get a drink?”“Sure! We could go back to my house and hang out if you like.”Gary looked at her with a grin. He just met this woman and she’s inviting him back to her house. How lucky was. From a machine pistol." Gently, despite the sarcasm, he examined the knitting tissue, and nodded. "The new CA glues, looks good. Specialist, you'll live."He turned back to Ben. "We'll need you to get a regimen of stretching and some light repetitions to build muscle. I'll send in the resident therapist, he'll go over what you need to do." He smiled evilly, pointing a finger at Ben."He'll tell both of you what he needs to do." Chuckling, he left the room."La señal es verde," Ben said. Sandy. "Who cares?" Polly said, smirking. "Now that we know Polly is loaded,it should be easy for us to access her private accounts so that we'llhave plenty of cash while at Vegas." Fuck yeah!" growled Kristin enthusiastically as she head to the ultra-modern designed, spacious kitchen set next to the dining area. Openingthe fridge, Kristin searched for some food and drink, inadvertentlyjutting her shapely bottom out and in full view. The sight of hercurvaceous posterior caused Polly to bite her. But she seemed pensive and what? Afraid? Her head turned and those eyes locked on Sam's as she tried to smile andalmost pulled it off. Sam smiled in return and began moving again,through the door, across the room and into the courtyard to sit oppositeKara. Again they just stared at each other for several minutes until awaitress politely enquired if she could get them anything. They bothordered a glass of white and perused the menu as it was handed them asshe left with a smile for the drinks. .