Elena asked, "What are you going to do with that branch?"I answered, "I once watched a movie called "The Punisher" where he used a baseball bat to sen... a grenade back at the person who threw it at him. I think by using this stick I can extend the range of the hand grenades."She looked scared and expressed some concern, "Don't you think the grenade might blow up if you hit it with the stick?"I laughed and said, "Hell, you live everyday but you only die once." Authors note: The world likes to say. " "Uh, Taes are the currency here, right?" The barkeep turned his head around and had the most bewildered look on his face. "Uh, yeah. Shouldn't someone as old as you know that?" the barkeep questioned. "Oh, well, um, you see, I came from a different country where there's a different type of money, and I am going to be here awhile cause i'm staying with my sister-in-law for a while." The barkeeper's eyebrow lowered back down to it's usual position as I spun my web of lies. He asked me a few. " She said, and stood up. "Just two days ago I was getting off a plane, worried about my education, and now today, I'm more worried about why I'm losing control of myself every time I see a naked body." She said, and started to cry out of frustration. "I'll probably end up pregnant by next week..." She said, and Vicky turned to look at her. "Okay. First order of business. Put you on birth control." She said, and smiled, but Yumi wasn't convinced. "I won't blame you if you want to leave. Unfortunately, so do I. And generally I won’t go down that road, turning dominatrix. I know myself and what I like and so I tend to hold out for meeting a truly dominant guy who likes to take control. But I have seen this lad a few times before and I have the gear and, seduced by his youth and his innocence and energy and excitement I’m prepared to give him something of what I enjoy and two minutes after he arrives I buckle a leather collar round his neck and fasten a leather hood over his head.