She bent over before my eyes to show me she was not wearing panties…We went to a near pub and had some margaritas; I thought later Ana would let me ...uck her in the car, while people watched from outside. But then I noticed she was watching a bunch of black guys who were sitting down at the other end of the bar and as I turned to look at them it was obvious they were looking her over too. When I passed close to them when I went to get another drink they made some crude remarks like: "How much to. Things just happen to fall into place.”“How I mean, when I inherited my grandmother’s estate, we went and got a lawyer, Tom had no real idea who we were, other than the little work he did for me at that one time. And just who are you anyway?”“Just put it this way darlin’, I am a man that takes down the bad guys.”“Are you a secret agent, undercover or something?”“Or something.”Kay glared at him. “You’re not going to tell me, are you?”“Sorry darlin’.”“Stop calling me that!” her voice got. “At least use some common sense. How you gonna fit three people into one-a them tiny fuckin’ airplane toilets?”“What about that time he supposedly went to a strip club and hooked up with the hottest dancer before she went on stage?”“Um,” said Don, hesitating. “It wasn’t a strip club? But she was hot, and she did go dance on a stage after?”Alaina blinked.“Oh, you talkin’ about that Tina chick from the circus? Fuuck, bruh, she was so hot. Those legs...” Daniel trailed off.“And what did Will think. I was in my office, sitting at my bench putting the finishing touches to a Purdy shotgun I was restoring, when my business partner, John Davies, called me into his office. His office smelled fresh after the metallic twang and the ever-pervasive aroma of gun oil of the workshop.“I’ve got something for you; it was found in a concealed drawer in a dresser from an estate sale in New Mexico,” he told me. He opened a box sitting on his desk and pulled out a handgun transport case. He unlocked the.