The spell goes on YOU." So I've heard. Don't worry Olga. No need for threats. You'll get your money, I promise."Ken and Olga parted. What Ken had aske... Olga to do was no less severe than the mob putting a hit out on someone, he knew, but he wanted his friend to be happy. He loved Ron like a brother- - -mostly. Besides, he had another little ulterior motive buried in the tall grass.We made plans for Friday before the football game. I beat him two out of three in straight pool. Something just. Two years ago her father died, leaving his struggling independent restaurant to his daughter to try and keep afloat. She couldn't bear to close the business and lay off all the staff, who feel like family at this point, so you ended up burning through the entire family savings trying to resuscitate the restaurant. But, you just can't compete with the chains, and now you're broke. And with a wedding to pay for. And a modern new smart house that might get repossessed.Things are looking very bad,. “I want one with a wide hip belt. My old one doesn’t have the belt, and it kills my shoulders. I can well remember how the straps hurt. I didn’t like that feeling then, and I probably won’t like it even more this time.”“We have a model that should help with that.” Eike nodded to his assistant, and the group moved to the area. “One size does not fit all,” he said. The female assistant helped Dessie find a backpack that fit, and Eike assisted Phillip.Once they had their packs chosen, Eike spoke. ? ?Say it againstupid,? the Mistress said. To which I replied, ?p-please Mistress my bananashaped bobbled can't take anymore torture.? The audience started to laugh asI stood expose to all of them naked and scared to death. The Mistress then took my arms and tied them to a railing across the frontof the stage, such that I was slightly bent over and my breasts (opps, I meanbanana shaped bobbles) were hanging. Then she had me watch as she removed thedevices from Ann and took her back stage;.