It was warm out and I walked a steady pace looking for something interesting. I walked from the more modern area of the City to the Old Town, with its...cobble-stone streets and dim lighting. I was beginning to think that this was a waste of time when I came upon a seedy bar. There was a sputtering neon sign that was only half illuminated and the name of the bar was unintelligible. I went inside and sat at the end of the bar, so I could see the whole interior. Music played from the dimly lit rear. She was soon moaning loudly, like one of those old-fashioned whistling kettles.When the pace reached fever pitch, I moved my knees to the outside of her thighs and nudged her legs together, then sat up straight, took her by the hips and nailed her hard with her legs together. We both came at the same time and I collapsed on top of her, gasping for air.Recovering our breath, we rose and rejoined the others, sitting together on a sofa. Francine pushed her blonde hair back from her face, throwing. The lump of bloody metal was doubling in her sight.Renee all but threw it into the water.She stood and the room spun.The two devices sat at the bottom of the porcelain. The bloody trails left in their wake were too dark against the white, or maybe the ceramic was too light. Her sight hadn't stopped shaking.Waiting didn't seem to help matters.She found the button and the water swirled down the drain, taking the two gadgets with it."Done," she said aloud.The synthetic backed into the wall, then. I took her to the staff meeting last night and got her introduced around so she isn't thrown into the shark pit Thursday." What does she think of that crowd? Inquiring minds and all that." She likes most of the folks but could care less for Gracie and her partner. She told me that before she knew what I thought of them. Everyone else is up in the air."As far as our relationship goes, for the most part we're just feeling things out but we'll be spending a lot of time together off the bike too..