I was in this bikers bar in our city. I was sitting with the girl from earlier and with another two guys. She bought me a beer, took a few sips and in...tantly got drunk. The guy in front of me was hot as fuck. He looked at me a few times with interest. Was I appealing for him? After a few time, the girl decided we should go for a ride… on freaking motorbikes! The guys agreed so we got out of the bar. The hot guy said to me: “Put this on and hold as tight as you can, ok?”. I approved and got on. Jim Melville, her husband, had 'gone west' only four years after their marriage, but this had never bothered her. She was supposed to have agents all over the region whose responsibility, rumor has it, was to gather information on everyone and everything.She herself had been the state's Governor twice (filling in the shoes of a dead incumbent the second time), Lieutenant Governor three times, and she was said to have repeatedly turned down offers of a guaranteed Senate seat in Washington. Her. The magistrate would suspend the hearing for a later date. Then the girls history would be checked . Mainly the group were looking for family ties connections. If the girl had no strong family ties or lived with step parents, the group would access the situation. They would then have the step parents/ grand parents /Guardians, sign papers giving full custody to the institution. They would explain that the girl in question would most likely receive a prison sentence and of course a criminal. He got it unfastened and began to pull it out of his pants. It came loose with a hiss and a crack. He handed the belt to Mandy.Before she could do anything with it, Ramon reentered the room. Mandy hid her free hand with the belt behind herself."Oh, Senorita Raven, how lucky you are. Von Teufel is gone now and Rosalita is here to play," Ramon laughed as he strode forward, flashing and twisting his knife in the air."Go play with yourself, Ramon," Mandy taunted."Oh, tsk, tsk, Raven. Such dirty.