"Dammit," he said under his breath, "a guy can't even make a dishonest buck anymore robbing houses." He was just about ready to sneak out the back doo... when all of a sudden, and much to his surprise, the door swung open and a cute little red haired woman of about twenty eight barged into the kitchen carry several bags of groceries!It was too late to run, and for a hot second both startled parties just stared at each other trying to figure out exactly what to do next! The woman glanced back at. An Irish airline was looking?She said she had mixed feelings as she loved to be home lots and spend time with her black stud in the sack! He was filling her nightly with his fertile cream x.Came the day and off she went to her interview,in her short black mini skirt, seamed black stockings and a white school shirt, with black heels and a tiny red jacket, pulled open at the front to show her pert cleavage in her black bra.It turned out that in her intelligence test she scored 19%! At that point. "Nicky?" I finally asked."Of course!" she exclaimed with delighted glee. "And I think she's wonderful! She has been so worried about you. Almost every evening after I got off work, she was here. She was afraid of losing you too."I frowned at that. I really did hate to think that I caused her pain."We've spent hours talking together," Grace continued. "I told her all about growing up here in East Tennessee and where the best places to shop are. She told me all about growing up in New York,. She had been researching the supposed myth of the Dog Warrior society and had come to realize far too late that it reality and not some figment of the imagination in the mind of a primitive people.In this country, all dogs were respected more for their wildness and hunting capabilities rather than as some soft and pampered domestic companions in idle and pointless existence often found in civilized countries. There were some similarities of this under developed society and the original.