Of course she blames me for her meteoric fall.I get my daughter every weekend, although given how things have been going with my ex, I was considering...petitioning the court for full custody. I may have to reconsider that now. Or will I?Anyway, I also host a poker night with my long time buddies Carl, Tom, and Eric once a month. We have been doing this for years. On those evenings Candy (Candice) spends the night at her friend Amanda’s house. That way we don’t have to worry about our language. They stink, all of them. I couldn't be bothered with her; and I looked elsewhere.Finally I thought I saw the one I wanted. Oh, don't get me wrong; she had screwed, too. She wasn't a virgin, that's for sure. Her name was Susie, and she was a pretty little redhead with very long hair which she said she hadn't cut since she was twelve. She was big in the boobs department but had a narrow ass that indicated she hadn't known too much sack time. When I asked her if she'd ever laid, she flustered and. She had gotten harder blows in training, but she had been wearing protective gear and the Chief had been wearing gloves. The military grade armor the goons were wearing extended to the backs of the hands and that hardened ceramic plate had loosened a couple of her teeth. The jaw wasn't broken, but it would be sore for a while and the bruise it was sure to have left would be a sight to see.One of the other passengers, a matronly woman past her prime, knelt down next to Kat and offered her a. As you ride the elevator to our room, you recall how I insisted that you tell a trusted friend where you were going, and who you'd be with. As directed, you wrote the information on plain paper, sealed it in an envelope, and gave it to ______. And you made it very clear to her that you'd be home in three days to collect the envelope - UNOPENED. She looked at you quizzically, and asked: "Ohh..a hot date? Or are you a CIA spy?" But she agreed to follow your wishes.Your suite is nice,.