She offered her hand and escorted them into her inner office. Closing her office door behind her, she secured the door lock.“This is my girlfriend, ...iffany Warner. I hope you don’t mind if I brought her with me. My concussion indirectly effects her too.”“Of course I don’t mind. Hello, Tiffany,” Carla smiled offering her hand. Her eyes took in her low criss-cross top, revealing firm breasts and a short skirt sitting low on her hips. “Aren’t you two a matched pair having blonde hair and blue. I was going to take gold to buy the things I needed, like food, as I would be unable to carry much.Marjorie's gunsmith was asked if he could make me sound suppressors. I wanted them for both the hand gun and the rifle. But as the gunsmith explained, the barrel of the 9mm was too short, but he could supply a longer barrel and fit the suppressor in to that. He only took three days to produce these items.The suppressors that were made for my weapons were beyond my greatest expectations. I have. Being the caring wife she was, she tried to do all of this, butshe derived nothing from it and besides, she didn't like it either.Inshort, everything that turned me on was a turn-off for her. And so, I guess itwas inevitable that she would decide, after nearly six years, to divorceme and find a real man. That was the start of my real problems.Thedivorce petition demanded that I not only pay generous child support (I would certainlyhave paid, but she demanded much more than any court would have. " We weren't suggesting you start trawling the bus shelters, though," Briana said, nudging her with a hip. "Be careful, yeah. If you need someone to walk you, call us." I will."The pair made sure she meant it, then disappeared into the late evening darkness, leaving Hope to turn back to the warmth of the union. It wasn't a cold night, but too cool to stand around without a jacket. Turning her back on the bar, she instead turned to the restaurant, which this late at night had been closed down.