" The doors closed and I went up to my floor, went to my desk and started to wonder what I was going to do. This guy was at least twenty years old and...was a no body in the company, but had my future in his hands. I was up for a promotion to supervisor and did not want anything to jeopardize that effort. I picked up the phone and dialed the mail room, the now familiar voice of the mail boy answered "...Joey H... how may I help you...?" I asked "...where you wish to meet..." his answer was simple. Ek din raat ko 2bajhe mei fb par friends k sath sex chat kar raha tha tabhi isne msg kiya aur usk sath sex karne laga to usne mere lund ki pic dekh kar mujhe sunday k din apne ghar bulaya so mei usk ghar gaya sunday ko subah 10 bajhe vo sexy red colour ki srie pehni hui thi akele thi ghar par usne mujhe coffee di aur hum kuch der yu hi beithe baat karte rahe aur meine use kaha ki aap to bahot sexy ho vo boli ki aap bhi sexy aur wild ho isiliye to bulaya hai aur itne me hi mei use kiss karna. “I’m no hero,” I replied.“You’ll do for them until something better comes along,” she chuckled.“It was luck, same with the Old One,” I said. “Most of the time I was terrified.”“I rather doubt that, John. Save with the Old One,” Morgana replied.“It’s true enough, I just don’t let it keep me from doing what I think is right, or hoping what I do will work,” I chuckled.“Pretty much defines a hero,” chuckled Arch as he completed the defensive wards around the encampment as darkness fell.“Someone’s. ‘Why? The flight isn’t until after noon.’ I could almost hear her shrug. ‘Plans changed last night. Late last night. It’s your fault, really. I don’t know what you were thinking when you dragged Ted and me into this, but Hans kept hammering and wheedling late into the night. I think Ted caved just so we could get some sleep. I gave in when he did, so we’re off to Boston to talk about the details. I’ll get you for this, by the way. We’re taking a private plane with Hans and Brunhilda. She was.