The plank was wavy and barely looked like it was balanced on the barrels well.The bartender had been reaching behind himself filling tankards, with wh...t looked to be dirty hands, as he reached into the barrel to dip and fill another tankard. He still had his hands in the barrel watching his approach.As Dusty headed to the front of the room he couldn't help but notice the serving girls. The girls were certainly attractive enough, but they too were wearing the brown color everyone else was, but. It wasn’t the first time I wondered why I had a driver. I grabbed my book bag to strategically hide my arousal.I found Brook with Cassidy who had her phone out, showing everyone pictures.“They sent me pictures of the cubs,” Cassidy told me.The tigers were getting big, and looked like they liked their new digs. I wouldn’t have wanted to hold them now. I was sure that Precious didn’t have anything on these cubs, and she half-scared me.“I also received an invitation from a sanctuary called Lions. "You can't keep your mouth shut, can you?"I grinned toothily at her.She rolled her eyes. "Eric, you know that's one of their complaints." I knew from the tone of her voice she was talking about ZGS.I shrugged. "Nobody's freaked out so far." It's your funeral." She said, then froze when she realized the implications of her statement. "Just be careful, Andy. You're playing with fire." A chill went down my back as I met her eyes, but that only steeled my resolve.Then the doorbell rang, and we. He was pouring everything he had into her, the total sum of years ofanger and frustration, hate and need, lust and uncertainty- all of thefurious energy he had naturally inherited with the gradual realizationthat he was an offensive freak of nature who had no choice but todepend upon "normal" people in order to survive. Now, he wantedrevenge, not only against Ramola, but also against everyone who hadever snubbed him or seemed to have thought that he was merely avegetable without feelings ... a.