Besides, this is embarrassing and silly to carry on a conversation like this in public. I’m going to leave.” I got up off of the sofa and caught a...glimpse of him as I started to pass by. Actually, I didn’t continue to pass by. I stopped in my tracks to check him out. He smiled back at me in both a smug and contented way. He was attractive. Very attractive. Bald with glasses and a hefty, muscular build. Well dressed for a Saturday afternoon – a tribal print button-front short-sleeved shirt, a. However, still it was destined to be unpleasant for a girl who was used to getting her own way.Stefen was seeing red, because Elana, his pretty long brown haired girlfriend with a cute ass had disobeyed his strongest wishes and needlessly endangered herself, throwing caution out the window like a fart in the wind. She had acted impetuous and willful against his wishes.Stefen found himself stuck in a tomb in a volatile situation with Katherine. When he found out that Elana had disobeyed and gone. Rather than wearing her new uniform later she suggested sending her back where she could continue to assess the Moslem women. She was using the name Maryam Naser so they would think she was Arabic.I refused when she suggested that I whip her, too. “He’s never done anything like that before,” Valerie explained. Valerie finally agreed to do it when Miriam insisted. I was stunned that a woman who was so vocal during sex didn’t utter a peep as my belt in Valerie’s hand lashed her backside. I. "I suppose I'm missing part of the story." I gave him a bit of it."Uh, you carry?" he asked me."Yep. Everywhere it's legal. She does, too, since we got married." Yeah, you know, I always thought that people who got their permit were, like, paranoid." I'm glad I did, Wayne," I replied. "And who'd've thought? I mean, we were right there on the main drag in Galveston. Twenty yards from a club with a huge crowd all over the place." Didn't think it was legal to carry where they served alcohol.".