Looking up, he looked into Katherine Isebrand's face."Let me help you, Lord," she said. "This is a joyous day; let us not waste it, scolding tardy ser...ants." I thank you, brave Katherine," he said, blushing inexplicably.The woman intrigued him. From what Arnulf had reported, she was a most efficient leader of men in battle. Yet, that did not detract in the least from the fact that she was a woman, an attractive woman. In the last weeks, Gøtz, to his surprise, found himself asking her for advice. It had a 283 cid engine with a power glide in the floor, bucket seats. From its looks it was a true survivor. There was no evidence it had ever been restored or had body damage repaired. Pete smiled over at the woman watching him examine the car. He said, ‘Nice. It looks like a survivor. You’ve got it cleaned up really well. I used to dream about having a car like this one except I wanted the SS version. One of the families here in town owned one just like this when I was young. I used to watch. Also some black spiked heels and dark stockings. When nobody was looking he stuffed the CD's under his leather jacket and we paid for the rest. Everything was cool and we proceeded to walk out the store.We were almost home free when the fucking metal detector went off and everyone turned around to look! The security guard started heading our way but Rick grabbed a hold of my hand and said "Run baby!" We ran like bats out-a HELL!! The guard yelled, "STOP!" We didn't, we just jumped in the car. She immediately began to plead with me that she was sorry and that she would never do it again and that I should give her a second chance. I cut off her pleas sharply by saying, "Enough, Slut. Your punishment is going to be worse now for speaking without permission. Or have you forgotten that rule too, Cunt?" I sneered.She quickly shook her head no, but remained silent. I could see the pained look on her face as she realized that she had screwed up and was now going to get a worse punishment.