Indeed, the best Warriors are those who see the world in all its colors, who enjoy all of its pleasures, rich and splendid in their variety. How else ...ould they attempt to make their bloody mark on it, if they don’t see it in all its splendour?So this, like everything else I am, serves for his pleasure. It written in English, as I am illiterate in Gorean. My Master speaks it, having visited Earth on occasion, but I presume he may have this document translated anyway.Now, to my story.I was born. ”“And what makes you think we need help?”“I don’t suppose you do. Will you stop? Please? This is important.”“Why?”“I know who you are.”The two men stopped and stared at her. “What is that supposed to mean?” growled Bill.“Look,” whispered the young woman desperately. “This is more important than you can possibly imagine.”“Why?” asked Bill again.“I know from what you said the other week that you don’t like this new Nazi party, and I know you are both ex-army. You were both KOYLI, we need. Ashley landed weird and soon she was hopping on her left foot. After a check of her right foot, We both figured she sprained her ankle, and needed a doctor. I drove her over to the hospital, I was off the clock and wasn't going to turn down sitting with Ashley. She is a very amazing beautiful woman, who tan skin was just perfect on her, matching her long flowing black hair. Ashley ever was the most hottest woman at my job. So after checking in, and sitting down. The nurse handed me a back of. " The large stash of cash hits your hands and some nerve deep inside you is struck by my cocky demeanor. You are instantly drenched and curious as to if I could be your new favorite rich client. You tell me you'll be right back and you rush the money over to your boyfriend. He tries to size me up and he cannot hold my rigid stare back. He smiles and says he'll follow behind us but you have already made your mind up that you're about to my fucktoy for the foreseeable future. When you walk back.