“Do I look like your dog or something?” ordinarily that sort of back talk coming from one so young would have been out and out rude, but in the ca...e of this handsome black stranger it didn’t feel like that. It came out more like a firm and matter of fact rejection of a notion by a man who knew exactly what he wanted and was neither shy nor afraid to demand it. “Oh, I’m sorry but I didn’t mean it like that at all,” Shirley became quite self conscious and hoped she hadn’t said anything that could. A quick scan of her showed to be a medium height, 30-something blonde with a cute face (lightly marred by acne scars) and a nice enough looking body with everything in proportion pretty much the way I like women to look. She was wearing a dark blue nylon-type warm up pants and jacket suit over a white top. The embroidery on the left breast of the jacket gave the name of a beauty school.Her blush deepened as she recognized my quick appraisal for what it was and while waving her hand in front of. Putting on his best one toned customer service voice, he says, "Good morning, SecuRight, How may I help you?" Oh hello, this is Mr Phillips. I am the manager at branch 270. We have an unusual emergency"The urgency in his voice was clear and a smile came over Dan's face. He now knew that the plan had worked this far, now he needed to know the extent"Good morning Mr Phillips, Can you tell me the problem please" Well I am not actually sure. We think a sewer has burst sometime in the night. Our. Lydia had fussed over him for an hour. He wore a black silk tunic with a silver lining and matching accents. It buttoned up the front and the neck of it laced over his chest. She tried to talk him out of wearing the gauntlets but his glare alone had made her back down from the whole proposition. He wasn’t comfortable with anyone suspecting anything wrong, let alone seeing it. It had a tendency to make people recoil like he was leprous or something and he didn’t like the feeling at all. It.