The men spun about and I smiled at them, moving the muzzle of my gun from side to side. "Who's the first dead hero?" I asked.'Naw," one of the bigger ...nes said, "we was jus' funnin'." We'll take ole Joe over there and be gone," said another. "No harm done." Constance!" I yelled, and she pattered down the stairs, lifted her hem and smoothly jumped over the huddled man at the foot. She crossed the room, pulling her disordered clothes together, and stood beside the girl. She pushed back her hair. How does that sound?” I whisper to him.“Yeah, whatever. As soon as your attendance is no longer required, we are out of here.”Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. That son of a bitch is in a foul mood. We need to find our table. Only a few minutes until the start of dinner.Ah, there it is. Damn. Why are Darren and Toby sitting at my table? Who’s the last couple missing? Oh no. I get a bad, bad feeling. William and his wife will be the last two people at my table. That can’t be a coincidence, can it? I can’t just. She brushed my cheek with herhand as she added. "I think that is why I fell in love with you. You docare. You care a lot. And you care so much that you're always trying toplease people." Well I don't what people to think badly of me," I reasoned."People will only think badly of you if you behave badly toward them,"Lisa said. "But some people only see somebody as caring as you as adoormat. Somebody they can take advantage of."I didn't say much after that for quite some time. But I did think. She just arrived and was still deep in Morpheus arms in her tasty teen red velvet big boudoir.Bonjour, ma chèrie Betty! Et Nathalie, n'est pas? Bienvenue chez moi! Entrez, s'íl vous plait.Ah, et c'est Max, je croix? Il est mon premier visiteur sans vetements. Il n'a pas besoin, hein?Vous deux parlez l'Anglais, s'íl vous plait? C'est pour mes lecteurs, les plusparts Anglophones.Pas de probleme ... Ehh, no problem Peter. Can Max come upstairs as well. We read all, we know.We like to capture some.