Strangely, there was no pain, only pleasure. Jimmy was having weird dreams as well. He dreamed that he had fathered hundreds of babies with his mother... He was standing in the hospital nursery, when a nurse rolled a large nursery cart up to him with ten babies lying side by side, all crying, and screaming, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy." "Here is the first group Mr. Henson," the nurse said. "There are lots more to come." "Oh my God no," Jimmy screamed in shock as he saw nursery carts, filled with babies,. ?What? No of course not.? ?I see,? she said, face now fixed to the notepad on the black file. ?So you have few skills then, would you agree?? I nodded. ?And so, what would you recommend?? ?Oh we have many courses that you can?? ?But I need a job now!? I retorted angrily. The woman stared back at me. ?Well shouting won?t get you anywhere Miss Laing.? I remember storming out of the employment office with a high heartrate. Training over the years had helped me listen to my body. I hadn?t been that. Cadee smiled inwardly at big shot’s stunning turn of events. Well, if he didn’t want to get hit in the face like that, then he should have made sure that Evan couldn’t have gotten his balance, stood up and used the shoulder lock as leverage to land a haymaker to the chin while big shot was busy trying to hold onto the shoulder, she thought. Now she was smiling openly and cheering her heart out, as Evan pounced on the now stunned big shot on the ground and started landing blows, most of which. The next place was a rock and roll joint. Since everyone dances six feet from each other we could dance in a group. We danced several dances and then moved on to the next place.The last place we went was without question a lesbian club. There wasn't a guy in sight. There were a lot of tough dominate broads in there sporting all kinds of get up. Leather and vinyl seemed to be the apparel of choice. There were two distinct styles of dress. The hardcore ones wore micro minis and there were obvious.