Just don't do it too often. I decided I'd wash up, get dressed, then pick up some pizza and head in to work. No use getting the guys pissed off at me....I'd love to have them come over and fuck Suzi and get some brownie points but I don't like to shit where I eat so the work guys are pretty much off limits.--- Work was a bitch. And then to have to come home and make my own dinner. Fuck. Maybe I should have got more than $5,000 from Karl. That came to $500 a day and that sounded good before she. He didn't have to ask me twice. I was up getting my best on in nothing flat. I got ready to go back to the bar, I was even more excited than I was on my first date if that was possible. I really got my self together and took a deep breath and walked in. He was there! I walked right up to the bar and stood beside him and Rob. He smiled and ordered me a wine, as soon as it came he suggested we all move to a booth. We sat and they talked shop again and it wasn't long before Rob. With a single brutal sweep of a fist he knocked the gun from Helena's outstretched hands. It bounced on the floor and disappeared into the dark shadows of the barn's recesses.She stood, paralysed with fear. The man's gaze pierced hypnotically into her eyes, as he grasped her, drawing her close to him and planting his lips across hers, forcing his tongue into her mouth. She tried to protest, but could manage only a muffled squeal.The man continued to hold her tightly against his own body, and. "Tomorrow you will be here right after you break your fast." Arya glanced at Needle, laying on her table, before darting her eyes back to him, "Who are you?"One of the wooden swords soared through the air and slipped through Arya's reflexively outreaching fingers. Frustration peaked in her mind at her failure. The stranger's voice was soothing, and supportive, "I am your dancing master, little girl. Tomorrow, you will catch it. Pick it up."Scooping the sword into her hands, she thought about.