As he stroked the smooth sides in unconscious reflex, a strange feeling of comfort washed over him. A deathbed gift from his grandfather-the greatest ...unter and warrior of contemporary history in the Ngana clans and beyond-it was a staff of office, the old man’s anointment as his successor. It was a treasured gift he took on long journeys, and he appreciated it the most now as he moved forward slowly. Memories of his great ancestors filled him with courage, and he blessed his grandfather for. Her form was off and she was putting excess strain on her shoulders and there was no trainer around. I was in a dilemma whether to tell her or not but by the time I finished deciding in my head, she had moved on to the next workout. “Great! Way to screw up!” I thought to myself.She finished her workout slightly ahead of me and left for the locker room. I finished off my stretches and headed in for a shower about 5-10 minutes after she left. I showered, got dressed and left. There’s this. Eventually she stopped crying and gave a loud sniff.“Ready to have the gag removed now so we can talk?” he asked.She nodded, and sniffed again.George got up, reached behind her head and released the buckle. As the ball left her mouth she let forth with a stream of abuse and expletives.“You fucking bastard!” she shouted. “You're a grade one cunt and I hope you rot in hell! I'll get you for what you've done to me you twat!”“I guess that, when I set you free, you're thinking of going straight to. "Well I guess you told me," she said angrily."Yeah, well you shouldn't answer questions before they are asked. Now would you like to go to the movies this afternoon. It's to cold and wet to do anything outside," I said just to piss her off."Oh that's what you meant," she said."Yeah, we could dress for dinner then go to the movies and dinner. Then, if you don't want to dress slutty, we could go from there to the club. If you do, we could come back and change," I said."What are you planning to.