It turned out to be a good move because she really dove into the business and quickly became indispensable. She found an open source inventory program...on the Internet and she modified it to where, if she said it was in stock, you could bet your life on it.After the first week Roger had to hire a receptionist that spoke Chinese and knew software inside out. Many of the customers spoke only Chinese or their English was so accented that it was hard figuring out what they needed. Roger had told Ben. "I have an idea," Maes said. "Groba hunts healers, so maybe he can sense when I heal. Give me your hand," she continued, reaching for Pyar's arm.Pyar initially held her arm out, but recoiled it when Maes pulled out a dagger from her clothes. Maes held tightly, and cut a deep gash across Pyar arm. Pyar yelped, and blood flowed steadily from the wound.The soft warm glow emanated from Maes's hand and flowed around the wound. The wound quickly closed and the bleeding stopped."Do you think that. ..no...don't!" "Don't what?"He gripped my shoulder and curled into me as my hand moved down his shaft. His body trembled and ached with the need for release. I immediately moved my hand from his shaft then replaced it with my mouth.Blaez gripped the back of my head as my mouth moved over him. It didn't take long for him to reach the peak of his pleasure. He then thrusted his hips, driving himself deeper into my mouth.He cried out as he hit himself against the back of my throat, hard. My face. I don't have a lot, but I have some money..." she pleaded."I don't want your money. I want your body. Now strip. Get naked for me!" No, I won't!" she said with conviction but unfortunately without strength."You will and I will tell you what else you are going to do. You are going to make be believe you are enjoying every moment of it. If you do I will let you live. If you are not convincing however, I will take what I want anyway and you will not live to see the sun go down. Or I could simply.