One of your customers already pitched abitch to the Office of the Chair saying her request for an additionalloan hadn't been addressed." Don't tell me...- high profile, pillar of the community, advisory boardmember." You're getting good at this Jessica," he said while smiling. "You knowif I wasn't married. . . ." "Cut it, Berg. What's the name of this squeaky wheel?" You'll love this one," he said, as his smile broadened. "It's right upyour alley, Bev's Harley-Davidson and Buell Boutique.". " Don't just hint, Ann. Just come out with it." She laughed."I don't need to. You got the message." Ann took a sip of her coffee then became serious."You said something about what Rob had got up to before we were married." I nodded unwillingly. I didn't want to trash my brother now he was dead, but I had to tell Ann the truth."It was at his Stag night. We got to the 'Fox' about seven thirty. There was all his mates from work there, all wanting to pour ale down their necks, and Rob was going to. Now I was one of those obviously armed people, wearing my Krungflung forty-three lit in a hip-holster. Nobody else paid the weapons any mind.We had arrived next to a bakery, the smell was mouth-watering from the moment we showed up. Nallen took me in, I got something very like a maple bar, Aneeka getting some kind of doughnut.“Thank you, Lord t’Laptrour,” the shopkeeper wasn’t exactly obsequious but was clearly both nervous about and excited by Nallen’s presence. Our treats had been about a. She accepted and we met at a bar near the concert venue. She wore a tight fitting black dress that ended a few inches above her knees, with red lipstick, red nails, eye glasses, and red high heel shoes. With her hair styled and the way she was dressed, she didn't seem so homely anymore. I decided I wasn't going to just date this woman tonight, I was going to fuck her too. In high school there were a few teachers I had that I fantasised about fucking, but had never accomplished. Yes, that night.