What are you doing here?” “I came here to talk. I feel terrible about the other night and need to talk to you.” “Well frankly I’m no longer ...nterested in an explanation. You disgust me.” She shoved him out of the way with that last sentence and continued walking to her car. “Wait!” he yelled after her. “I just want to talk.” “Save it.” Jason was desperate. He needed to keep her here so he said something he knew would stop her in her tracks. “I saw you crying as you ran away.” It worked.. " You know it, boss," Matt promised. "You're turning right to two-eight-three in five, four, three, two, one." They cut to the right above a shallow series of hilltops between to mountains, pulling 2.8 Gs according to the meter on their screens. Matt bit his lip against the pain, feeling a fresh glut of blood come pouring out of his body. When they leveled out he took a few deep breaths as the pain slowly faded out. He looked down at his telemetry screen again, trying to memorize the locations. I threw on some white wedge sandals. I walked into his class ready to tease the hell out of him. I sat up front and waited for him to walk in. I think he was surprised I was already in class and actually being quiet but I was ready to go. He looked at my face and started to look at my outfit. His eyes widened when he realized you could see my nipples through my shirt. He took a minute but finally he took his eyes off my chest. He didn't even try to walk around the classroom. He went straight to. “Do you have an old torture-device down in your basement?”“Maybe,” Vayne said with a laugh. “But I have my own methods. This is my house after all. Either way, if you just can’t help yourself, there will be the annual tournament in the arena outside. We start in a few days and it’s basically a one-on-one. Nearly everything is allowed.”“Sounds good,” Sett grinned. “What do I win?”“Our gratitude,” Vayne answered and grinned too. “And the title of the champion of this year’s vacation-fights..