Agnar has been the best for 3 years running and I wanted to be back on top so I had to make some changes and I knew what they were it was time to gat...er some new talent. Arriving at Agnar’s a little early to meet his client and discuss her needs, had me a little irritated. I normally don’t bring in women like her but Agnar insisted that this time I would make an exception, will see. Inside Agnar’s led by a overly dressed slaved poor specimen shouldn’t even be seen but this is Agnar’s. In. She had seen him talking to one of the other gladiators a short while ago, but the two had been out of earshot. She had been too busy comforting Shinatri and craning her neck to look elsewhere in the camp for any sign of her poor mother, Phaeka. “Quiet, slut. You will observe and do what I tell you, and only if I think you can do something useful. That is all you need to know,” Gorlann said gruffly.‘Fine,’ Anaria thought. ‘I hope you trip and chip a tooth.’ It was an old Prythian wives’ curse.. But, he was a no-show. So, since my fiancee at the time was taking a class over at the community college on that fateful evening, I decided that I might as well just stop by the local watering-hole; grab a sandwich and a brewski and hopefully link up with some of my old neighborhood cronies. So, I'm playing a game of shuffleboard with a couple of friends of mine a little later that evening when in walks this drop-dead gorgeous redhead. Well, she does a quick scan of the place and, to my. Anyway, that's why I was sitting on the couch in the living room when the posse stampeded out the front door. I don't know where they were going, but they were excited to get there.And Marge stopped by the couch on her way out and kissed me on the lips. They were all watching her do it, and there was a chorus of "Oooooo"s and shrieks and giggles that left me beet red.It didn't affect Marge at all. She just breathed in my face and smiled and said, "Thank you Bobby."How do girls know how to do.