Damn! I had been remiss in not offering him anything when he came in. I apologized for not offering, but he waved it off."Don't let it worry you. I se...m to have that effect on people. Comes from the way I interact with others. I just sort of come into a place and try to take over," he responded with another grin.I found myself liking this man. Soon he was settled with a bourbon, and I was settled at a desk with a reader.I was listening and looking at intelligence captures, and feeling sick to. “No thanks, just coffee for me,” and I slid the draft towards Mark, and put a twenty down on the bar top to pay for my brother’s tab.I waited until the bartender had to take care of the next man to enter the bar before broaching the subject with Mark in private. Of course he didn’t believe me at first, even though he seemed to sober up a great deal once he caught on to what I was suggesting. But three beers later he made me promise to take him home so that we could discuss it over coffee at his. He did as she said almost immediately, thrilled at the thought of letting this random woman have control over him for the night. His heart was pounding almost painfully against his chest as he slid down to the floor, his tailbone digging sharply into the hardwood floor, contrasting perfectly with the soft bedsheets against the back of his neck. He attempted to shrug his jeans all the way off, but her heel pressing into his chest and pushing him against the bed stopped him. “No,” she said. Benny, working on the wall with a southern exposure, flew through his side of the house the quickest. He left almost totally bare wood behind. Cathy, working on the wall with an eastern exposure, was struggling, leaving the wood mostly covered in white. The paint on her side wasn’t peeling off, but was fractured like a spider web with a few loose flakes in the middle.Upon finishing his side, Benny went to help Cathy since it was obvious that she was making the least progress. Sandra finished.