Isha was wearing a white t-shirt and orange shorts, she was looking fresh and sexy. She just kept them aside and hugged me very tight. I also hugged h...r and tight for 5 minutes we were just standing there hugging each other. Rishika was at the door and looking at us.Rishika: Ahem! I am gonna leave you two alone now but I need to study for my exam so I don’t want very loud sounds.She winked at us and closed the door. I looked at Isha, she smiled and said.Isha: I missed you so much. Now make up. Someone had leaked word of the deal and the fans were irate. They took to calling radio talk shows to vent their spleens. They wrote snide comments on the internet. The older fans sent letters to the editor of the local newspapers. Long-time season ticketholders threatened to put their money somewhere else if Morris wasn't held in check.The owners and fans didn't understand that Miller was the most marketable player on the team. His contract status meant low-budget teams wouldn't shy away. His. We all know that. But extra travel time means loss ofprofits, and good luck trying to get a Pig to spend a copper he doesn'thave to." But sir..." And besides, Vareth, in case you have forgotten, we are guard Dogs! Ourreputation is well known. We are not to be trifled with, especially notbe a pair..." the Dog never finished his sentence. A whish through theair was all the warning they got, then a hearty smack nearly twisted himaround sideways. Vareth stared, imbedded in the crossbow slung. ." Shut up Gretchen," Henry growled. "We'll stop by the hospital and..." You drop me off and I'll get a cab later," said Sam."This is ridiculous," said Henry."Amen to that," said Gretchen."Shut the fuck up!" Henry shouted. Gretchen looked completely defeated when she cowered away. "What could you possibly want with her?" Henry asked Sam. "She's obviously in no shape to..." She's my slave too, Harry," Sam pointed out. "A master must care for his slave or else he's a poor master." I lent her to.