I started the business when attending a work evening drinks do. There was a temp. Charlene was her name. She was thirty-five and divorced. She was pre...ty, and looked sexy in her sleeveless flower patterned dress, with a hem half-way down her thigh and bare legs. We started chatting and after a couple of drinks too many she started to tell me all about herself; including her upcoming appointment at the Discipline Centre. She had two speeding offences being dealt with on the same day so that. “She told me about her list too,” she said hesitantly.I nodded. “I asked her to make that, after she realized what she’d done. I wanted her to see how much harm was done to our relationship. Or are you referring more to her list of how to make it right?”She nodded. “She’d really let you...” She trailed off, unable to voice what she’d been told.I nodded. “She still wants it,” I told her. “I burned that list and declared it fulfilled. She’s still insistent that she wants me to do some of it with. Amy looked good although I was surprised how big her tummy was already. I could tell she had fixed herself up nice knowing I was coming over.I looked at her. "I'll call if I need anything else. Take care of yourself," I said as the officer and I left the house.Amy and Beth still worked at different stores at the mall. There were times I'd just go to the mall, stay in the shadows and watch Amy. She had a way with customers and everyone seemed to like her. One day I saw her talking with Cliff. “Sorry. Not used to using my language...”“Wow. No wonder you guys go b ... why do you call yourselves brawlers?” Tiff asked, frowning as Villia began to clap on her armor – which, Tiff noticed, also had the exoskeletal structures that her armor and Bryce’s armor had. But she didn’t have the laser gauntlet, or the wrist mounted ‘destroy capitalist’ device.“Oh, first contact!” Villia said, cheerfully. “My race attacked one of your research outposts and the Federation ship in the area moved in to.