She unhooked it from the back of her belt and let it slide to the ground with a deep sigh, and took her screen out to answer the call."Greetings, Jela... I am Binjo, most senior judge of hunting." A very old Elder with only a thin fringe of gray hair remaining informed her. "Here is the Judgment: Based upon the quality of this hunt, as well as the body of work in the twenty-seven recorded hunts you submitted for consideration, you have gained the status of Grande Master Hunter, and you have been. Colleen spoke briefly to Brian's landlady and remarked on how rude and angry she was on the phone. Remember?" Colleen nodded and added a few details about their conversation."Well it seems your landlady left us a phone message, earlier today. In her message she makes specific threats about taking action to make sure you do not stay in that house another day. Since she voluntarily left that RECORDED message, I thought it appropriate to being it along and play it for the Judge."I don't think Ms.. She already had so much to shop for her marriage that she used to shop every other day. I told her that I don’t know much people around so she agreed. We shopped and after knowing my spending capacity she asked from where I earn so much. I acted like its usual stuff. I learnt that she was frustrated of her forceful marriage as she was dependent on her father. She asked whether she can learn how I trade I said I will teach you what will I get she said whatever you want. Then for few days I. As the music ran down he clapped and obscenely licked his lips as she left the stage. Backstage, as Sharon slowly dressed, a feeling of calm resolve flooding over her. Borrowing a black feathered boa from Dena’s locker, she went onto the floor, and headed strait for her prey. ‘Hey, Daddy,’ she cooed, coming up behind him and wrapping the boa around his neck. ‘How about a private dance?’ Leaning down and licking his ear, she whispered, ‘On the house.’ ‘Hell yeah,’ he breathed, stumbling to his.