"This is why I'm taking charge now."Andrea produced the cleaver that Mitch had dropped and held it infront of her eyes."Did you really think this woul... do anything to me?" she asked asMitch watched her draw the sharp blade across her palm without leavinga mark."That's your problem. You're still acting like the old rules meananything even when you saw they didn't. You unloaded every round youcould lay your hands on and you saw that it didn't do squat, yet youkept trying."Andrea's palm lashed out. 7. Blues can take place in New York City, but not in Hawaii or any place in Canada. Hard times in St. Paul or Tucson is just depression. Chicago, St. Louis, and Kansas City still the best places to have the Blues. You cannot have the blues in any place that don’t get rain.8. A man with male pattern baldness ain’t the blues. A woman with male pattern baldness is. Breaking your leg cuz you skiing is not the blues. Breaking your leg cuz a’ alligator be chompin’ on it is.9. You can’t have no Blues. I wanted to feel her arse. It was silky and my hands couldn’t get enough of them. I went down on her feet and started licking each feet finger. She simply moaned and moaned. I slowly rolled back up, with my tongue licking her legs. I slowly came to her thighs. They looked sexy in pants and I desired to hold them when I first saw Sheena. Now I had them. I started kissing her inner thighs and as I came towards her pussy, she was moaning very loudly.She couldn’t resist my touch and my tongue. “Erin, please trust me. You never have to fear me.”He touched her arms and gently coaxed them down. Her upper body was now revealed to him and she looked away avoiding his stare.“There, are you happy now? You can insult and laugh at me like all the other men do!” She snapped.He gazed at her chest. Indeed from her shoulders down to her stomach, she was absent of anything resembling breasts. Her head and waist covered, she could be mistaken for a ten-year-old boy.Dan turned her head to him,.