That love and her ability to accept him for who he was, opinions and all, enabled them to remain together the seven years they had.“When are you off...tonight?” she asked.“Unless something goes wrong, around three.”“Then I suspect that you’ll be home by five, right?”“Probably. It is Friday, after all.”One would be hard pressed to decide which of the two worked at the crazier job; Betsy with her job at Mephisto’s, the premier bondage and fetish club in the region, or Frank, with his night shift at. "The gang of boys all laughed at his comment, annoyed I walked up to him and glared at him."I see you dressed right." Don smirked looking me up and down.Now I was proud of my figure, but his look was disgusting and I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face."Just get on with it." I snapped."Ooh," he laughed, "a cocky bitch eh? Well I'll tell you what, let's just up the ante shall we?" What the hell are you prattling about?" I frowned."Well, if you feel so confident about winning" Don smirked. He took the beer and filled the refrigerator after handing each black man a can and taking one for himself. Walker had his poker chip set and cards. He quickly gave each man the standard $50 in chips after collecting the money.They had each dealt two hands when Amber came back downstairs. Fred was not surprised when all four black men's eyes focused on her. He knew he was a lucky man. Amber seemed incapable of not looking sexy no matter what she was wearing. She was barefoot and even her feet. ‘You have to come,’ I told him ‘and you have to make sure Edward and Alfred come too! I need all of you to be safe!’ Sean laughed, nodded, gave me a quick hug and walked out of the house to ‘make a few quick calls to some of his friends on the police force’. Gabriella busied herself in the kitchen, making coffee and sandwiches for us to eat before we left. She sang a slow, soft song as she poured the water in the coffee-maker and cut the bread, a sweet song that I had never heard before, but.