But this guy was rough. I was going to be bruised there for sure. He certainly was no gentleman. Chivalry was an alien concept to him. I punched h...m in the snot locker with a palm heel fist. I heard the snap of cartilage and I knew I broke it. He stumbled back holding his injured beak.“Bitch!” he screamed. “I’m gonna kill you for that!” He reached for his gun but I had mine already pulled. The round I fired struck him between the eyes and entered his brain case. There was no exit. " What's the big deal?" Look, all it takes is one misplaced hand of his, and you'll bebeaten to a bloody pulp. Look, I'm all in favor of a littleharmless fun but you're crossing the line."I turned to her and snapped. "Don't worry. It's talk, just talk.Would I love to see what he's got in his pants? Absolutely. AmI going to put myself at risk? No. But thanks for your trust inme. You know what? Fuck you. You put me in this position, tellme to go with flow and, when I do, you think I'm a. Ian and I met a couple of years ago in a café attached to the fancy supermarket near my place. We chatted for a bit and I could tell he was interested in me. I too was interested in him. Ian told me he was 75 and was an actor. He lived nearby and he told me he liked the look of my nipples pressing against my shirt. He asked if I might like to stop by for a glass of wine or a coffee. I told him I would enjoy it very much. He gave me his address and we agreed I would stop by in about a half an. “Sorry, I was just wondering howshe walks around without falling over,” he lied.His counterpart laughed. “I wonder the same thing.” Together, the two agents approached the cylinders. Thewaves of energy that gave them glimpses into other worldswere frightening, but the agents persevered. Andy pickedup one of the cylinders, and since nothing bad happenedto him, Amy picked up the other.The two agents made a hasty retreat out of thelaboratory. They almost cleared the.