She chided me for not letting Vic play in the regular Thursday night poker game that Jon had organized. I stared at her stupidly for a minute as she c...ntinued to tell me that men need to go out and do guy stuff sometimes, and that my banning poker night was a mistake. I managed to recover in time to tell her to mind her own business, but I was reeling. I'd never told Vic he couldn't go to poker night. Nor had he, as far as I had known, stopped going. What had he been doing on Thursday. She wasappalled the girl's lack of style. Veronika herself wore a leopard print tunic-style mini dress with a widebelt. The billowing bodice narrowed to a form-fitting straight skirtthat barely covered her ass. Brown mid-calf boots finished the outfit.Jack wished she would agree to model for him, or do lots of other thingsfor him.Jean frowned and hung her head. "My mom buys all my clothes."Veronika's eyes boggled. "Your mother buys your clothes? What kind ofgirl are you?" Not a very good one I. ” Chalie’s real name was Carlos Garcia. He was a real lady killer and although he was married and had k**s, his wife was always getting mad at him and throwing him out for one reason or another. As a young k** in college I couldn’t understand what was she found wrong in him. He was, after all, a perfect handsome, ex-marine, 6'2" tall (pretty tall for a Mexican) with curly black hair, cinnamon colored skin, well built with about 230 lbs on him and under his bushy mustache he had a smile. The barefoot girl kneeled on the belly and when she turned the lance around, the long neck of the dragon tried to catch her. So she ducked, the other girls jumped on the b**sts belly and yelled: "Alica, finish the b**st".Alica did her best, pulled her spear out and in and out and in again. She defeated the dragon, which squirmed in heavy agony, without being able to strike back."Yes, stab it, kill it", they yelled and cheered for her. "Alica, Alica, slay that b**st".The dragon roared and.