Do you have anybody with you to help?”“No, I am all by myself. Maybe some of the passengers can help.”Ed waved and pulled his head back inside. ...��We can take up to 11 people on that plane. A bus will be along shortly to take everybody else. Help me get the injured woman into the other plane.”“No, we can’t move her until a doctor looks at her.”“Get out of my way, dammit, or I will shoot you, you stupid bitch!” Ed pulled his pistol out of his holster part way, and the interfering stewardess just. ‘Hey Dave, what are the gymnastic rings for?’ ‘Those are for when Angel takes the stage.’ ‘Angel, as in the owner?’ ‘That’s her, you’ve never seen her act have you? You’re usually gone by the time she comes on. You should plan on staying late one Friday night. She only works Friday nights, and usually comes on around midnight and puts on quite a show.’ That became his plan for this particular evening. It was a Friday evening around ten thirty and he was determined to stay to catch Angel’s act.. I just want you to trust me, Andrea. I promise I'll take care of you. And, more than that, I'll let you be who you want to be." It is a fairytale, Peter." Would you please stop fucking calling me Peter? Every time you call me that it reminds me that I'm just a dick to serve your needs. I'm Stephen." No, you're my Peter. It was my Peter who cared enough to make me a willing participant. You didn't come here just to get laid. With the others, I was just a fine piece of ass. With Peter, I. Tall, handsome, her type. He'd filled her with drink, but just as he had been about to put the hard word on her she had told him no, she wanted to focus on her studies.Melissa heard the doors slam shut behind her, and the large bolts click in. "Why are they locking the doors," she thought to herself. Just then at the front she saw a group of armed men come onto the stage dragging behind them a naked blonde girl, Sharon."Ok little bitch," one of the guards said to Sharon, "we are going to go.