"Looking sour at the prospect, the short man nodded once. McAllister handed the stick to Ban-Den, and immediately the air began to feel electric, tens...on ramping rapidly, the sudden potential for violence raising hairs on McAllister's neck.Ban-Den grimaced, and his right hand began to shake, and moments later smoke rose from his hand as he trembled, a look of terrible concentration on his face. Moments passed, then he looked up at McAllister. "Take it back, please. It is still hurting me, and I. At one hundred and twenty thousand dollars per annum, for the last few years, I was building a nice balance in the bank. Despite the increased income over the years I still lived in the same two bedroom apartment I rented when we separated, but now I owned it. I stayed frugal in my living arrangements, because I saw no reason to change my lifestyle. Only my work clothes improved in style and quality, and some personal entertainment gear at home. No one outside of work had any idea of how much I. But I am fully conscious of you holding my chin gently with your finger and thumb and asking me to agree that it is much nicer now that I am in my place. That we know where we are. That, now, we can relax and chat. After no more than five or ten minutes (and a couple of glasses of wine, which I may have gulped in a rather too enthusiastic manner) I relaxed almost to a point where this sort of felt normal, talking about your home, your taste in furnishing, the wine, food. Despite the fact that. As the conductor passed her to go to other side, she had to back up, which brought her so close to aravind that he was rubbing his front bottom area to my mom’s back. I thought my mom would not allow this, but she seemed to enjoy it. The tall guy also noticed this and was getting bold from the front side. My mom lowered her right hand, and was trying to reach for aravind. But it was the tall man who grabbed her hand, she suddenly turned towards aravind sensing trouble. Now aravind was rubbing.