Were it not for me, she would either have been tortured to death as a witch or would have been a destitute citizen of the town, while as one of my, sh...ll we say, favored servants she had a pretty good life in the castle. I knew that deep down, Eve longed to have me for herself, but she understood that this could never be. I think part of her attraction to me was that she admired my zealous attempts to bring the chivalric ideals of justice and fairness to the province. I would also like to think. Never a sign of Fanny’s fanny – tits, ass, orunforgettable pussy – but her face always lookedfamiliar. She did have a classic, generic, prettyblonde girl face no one gave a close look to becausein the presence of Fanny, there was so much todistract a guy from face.I also checked the Houston area, and checked often,but I never checked any of the waterfront dives orbiker owned bars. Places like those were a waste of mytime, but I was working a job right across from Legs RUs. ..no chain. That is my cue. Before you can register that the fake smile has slid off my face, the palm of my hand slams into the door driving the edge of it into your forehead. You stagger back, blood trickling down your face. It turns me on. I step close before you can cry out and drive my fist into your stomach to knock the wind out of you. As you double over I grab a handful of your hair in my left hand and turn and close the door with my right. The movement brings you across in front of me. " Except for a couple of drunks who appeared passed out on a bench, there was nobody at the platform as the sun set. Colleen sat on a bench and searched her purse for her wallet that had two $20 bills. "I can get you the twenty from the," she searched her wallet for the ATM card and remembered something. "We have to go my house for the twenty. I'm good for it." Colleen sat up to make her decolletage more pronounced and invitingly smiled at me. "Don't worry about it. Be right back." The.