Let me . . ." "Oh, I intend to," he assured her. "Get on your knees!" She dropped quickly to her knees and awaited him, knowing what was expectedof ...er, intending to give him pleasure such as he had never known before. He unbuckled his sword and threw it on a side chair. Between the leatherstrips of his outer uniform Annia could see his manhood poking at his tunic.He removed the breastplate and leather shirt. She lifted the edge of the tunic.The pinkness of his genital area was in stark. Xena was enraged as she saw her friend being tattooed with some strange looking symbols.Starting at her left temple the man moved slowly in a clockwise manner around her head all the while placing the mysterious markings. After what seemed like an eternity the man was done and a small circular tattoo surrounded her head over her forehead, past her temples across the back of her head and then back the other side towards her forehead.Then another man came over and the two assistants held her. .. how did you get that?" Lori forwarded it to me. I see from it that I didn't quite measure up to your expectations as a date, Les. I know I'm not a gorgeous, statuesque swan like Lori. I know I don't have a cute, perky, up-turned nose, blue eyes or a figure like a model's. You didn't have to rub it in. Les -- you didn't even give me a chance ... try to get to know me."By now his cheeks felt like they were burning. "That's not what I meant, Donna." How else am I supposed to read this?" You. . lonely. So lonely.”Bernard had a glass or two of red wine in his system, but nothing compared to what Monica drank. He simply ordered an Uber and headed to his daughter’s place posthaste, deciding to stay over if she wished it. If not, he could always order another Uber. He had the wealth for it and money was no object where his daughter’s happiness was concerned. He didn’t know how many years he had left of fatherhood before the Grim Reaper claimed his soul.Bernard took a few personal items.