Mark was perplexed, as he had no idea how to judge a fair fight between two flickers.Kia and the challenger, Black, then moved. Black was bigger and o...der, but he still looked fit. Kia, to the couple’s surprise, pulled a 7cm long bladed knife out of his satchel and his net. He then gave the satchel to Mark. Black had retrieved a 30cm long club that had been on the ground behind him.They faced each other in the middle. The use of weapons both surprised and alarmed Jean and Mark, but they knew. Talking to Miriam always brightened my life for a couple of days. She really was the closest thing I had to a best friend. Which spoke sad volumes considering she lived several thousands miles away, and we hadn't seen each other in years. Not only was she one of the few people I'd ever known who made any sense to me, she was about the only person who could make any sense of me.Dad had been cast from the old work-hard/play-hard diehard mold. A steak-and-martinis-at- lunch kind of guy. A. Ruby smiled, stood up, and looked at me. She moved with the music, undulating, writhing, and rolling her hips as she approached me. She turned in front of me, shook her rear end at me, and just as she bent to settle herself on my lap the music stopped.Ruby looked up at Nikia. “What? Did I take too long?”Nikia shook her head with a smile. “No, all performances must be with me.”Ruby glanced back at me and stood up. “Oh,” she said. “My apologies.” Then she waved at me. “Sorry, I have a yearning. Despite his now resigned position he still could admire her beauty;in the tight rubber dress and stockings and gloves she was a fetishists dream,the problem was, for him it was turning into a nightmare. ?I shall bring your rubber clothes and other goodies with me; I can maybeincorporate some of them into your wardrobe. You should thank me for this anyway,when they realise you have disappeared of the face of the earth and come lookingfor you, you probably don't want them finding your rubber.