“Ah!” said Gareth. “Lover-Boy’s back.”Terry feigned not to have noticed but Gareth blocked him.“Didn’t you hear me, Lover-Boy?” he ask...d.“Were you talking to me, Gareth?”“Who else?”“I don’t answer to that name. Try Terry next time.”“Why? That’s who you are, Grace’s lover-boy.”“No. I’m her boyfriend and she doesn’t like it when you refer to me as Lover-Boy. Would you please move back out of my way?”“Why? I’m talking to you.”Terry said nothing but took a side-step. Gareth did so too.“I’m talking. Henrietta also had a small cadre of hard-cases that wore their shooting irons down low and ready and tied down for a split second draw that was truly life or death for the opposing parties.The head honcho of the gunman brigade was a bearded former outlaw called Pecos Pete. Pete was a man of few words and he was likely to pull iron quicker than any of the others because he knew he was the fastest gun and that speed on the draw was usually the telling ingredient of any gunfight inside the saloon. ““Oh shit,” Natalia said shocked, “That’s even worse! Getting sick from drinking without getting drunk!”“Uh huh,” said Ellen, “From now on I’ll make sure that your fridge is filled with some decent wines until you know what to buy.”“Tell Ellen you’ve gotten a connoisseur thrown in with the last deal.“Natalia had to chuckle when she read Pamela’s remark and she really had the urge to banter back but somehow it would look stupid. Plus the fact that Ellen would’ve missed out on Pamela’s remark.She. We all started out with small talk and I would soon find out that Brenda was in fact a nurse, I kinda figured she was, seeing her wearing purple scrubs.As Patricia exited the room, Brenda came over to the couch next to me asking me about how I met Patricia and so on, than she told me, that her and Patricia have a lot in common in how they both like younger guys like myself. Than Patricia looked and Brenda and asked her, you like tbe toy that I want to share with you? Brenda looked at me with.