We would probably hear from him later.The caravan owner crawled from his place between the donkey’s legs and turned to Janos. The men-at-arms were o...viously not the leader, and a woman, no matter how many bandits she had killed could not be the leader in the eyes of a man steeped in the tradition that women did not fight. “Good Sir, thank you for rescuing me and my caravan from those vicious thieves. May I ask your name so that I may know who saved me?”Janos answered, “My name is Janos, but I. A few player would always hang around, along with some of the k**s that we coached. i was getting cooled down when a saw a woman standing by the boards, i could tell she was nervous, i skated over to her, and started talking, she was concered with her 10 year old playing with the older k**s and adults. we watched for a few minutes, the guys were letting the k**s "play" and giving them a few pointers. she thanked me for reassuring her, i skated away and sat down on one of the benches away. She pushed back against me, in a vain attempt to make it seem like shewas trying to escape. But, given my position, I held her, and witheach of her attempts to quicken the pace I tightened my hand aroundher neck…enough to make her gasp and be unable to take in air…and eachtime I would slide back out to chastise her, and wait long momentsbefore going back deep into her, pushing her weight against the windowand exposing her to the street below.And then, after what seemed like minutes on top of. Fraser openedthe door to his spotlessly clean but sparsely furnished apartment. Beforeeither of the two friends could say a word, Raymond Vecchio wassurprised, by an unexpectedly enthusiastic greeting from Diefenbaker.After Diefenbaker regained his composure the two old friends reacquaintedthemselves.When Fraser began to excuse himself to catch a bus he and Vecchio foundthey had a destination in common. And so the reunion returned to a moreleisurely pace. When the threesome did leave the.