And waited.It was a little after one am when she came in. She was young and dressed in a party skirt and blouse. She wasn’t drunk, but it was obviou... she was close to the legal limit as she stood at the sink and splashed cold liquid onto her face. Then she stood and sent a text from her phone.She spoke aloud as she typed with her thumbs, “Am at rest stop on interstate. Drank too much. Very sleepy. Going to sleep in car for while before driving rest of way home.”Robert smiled. He would have all. He just hoped she realised that these boys wouldn't play nice; she had better be careful or she might get more attention than she wanted.The Predator thought about it for a minute and tried to figure out just what the bitch was up to; maybe she thought she had some sort of control of the situation now. 'Well let's just see what happens then shall we?' he thought as he saw the three biker types looking expectantly over his way. He nodded his head at them and then nodded towards the door to the. He reared back his fist and let loose a swing. His fist hardened into stone as it flew connecting with Dr. Spy’s chin. Dr. Spy’s chin turned slightly, but other than that he was unaffected. ‘That tickled somewhat, but now it’s my turn!’ Dr. Spy replied. Battle Dog, sensing that his master was in trouble, let out some eye laser’s at Dr. Spy, but they passed through him harmlessly and seared into a far wall, as Dr. Spy turned intangible into an astral form, and entered into Punk Rocker’s body.. " Tough. You live here in the lap of luxury and I bet the food is really good, so enjoy it. No more work, just sex with a handsome man for a profession, and that not often. Fifty-nine other women to amuse him if you are out of sorts. Absolutely no worries. I had to satisfy ten or even more men a night, cunt, arse and mouth, twenty-eight days a month, and the best food I got was when I sucked them off. Add to that fleas in a straw filled mattress where I slept and that was my life in the.