" he said" nice to meet you. you know, your the only women who doesnt look like a total bimbo in this whole damn bar. this place dont much seem like y...ur kinda place. whyd you come here?" "just checkin it out." she said. jason smiled. he liked her. she wasnt some stuck up bitch and she just had somethin about her that made him feel welcome. that and she was hotter than any other girl he had ever seen. they began to talk and drink and by 12 he told the bartender "check pl-l-l-l-le-e-a-a-se" in. After about two hours, my t-shirt was soaked and I needed a break. I went into the outer room and Sandra was there, she looked over as I came out of the main office, and saw how hot I was. She laughed at the state I was in and said I should relax a bit. Bob, the Manager had already gone home, and so I didn’t need to rush to get it all finished. Sandra got me a cool drink and brought it over. She was dressed in a tight white top, which did nothing to hide her ample breasts, her dress was flowing. He calmly leaned past his wife and gripped the man’s arm. “Touch her again and I break your fingers.” The man glared as the auctioneer began his count down again, seeing no other movement from the crowd. “Going once…” “Let me go.” The man hissed. “Going twice…” “Leave my wife alone.” “Sold! For six hundred-fifty dollars to number two-forty-three.” The man growled and pulled free of DeadShot’s grip, determined to get the next one before his boss fired him. He’d seen this girl before.. "Beth was smiling, so I chuckled. But I wasn't kidding when I told her I'd kill him."Do you remember the last fall you were in Lexington?" she said. "The first semester we lived together?"I told her I remembered it like yesterday."That was the happiest time in my life," she said simply. "But there a couple of things I'd have done differently."I told her I felt exactly the same way, and she dropped a bomb."I think you should find Bailey again," she said. "I know she was in Phoenix last week, so.