I turn my attention to my phone and when I look up the guy from the corner is standing beside me with a new drink for me in hand. He doesn't smile or ...ay anything to me. We just toast and pay attention to whatever sports game happens to be on the TV. I turn back and he is gone. I chalk it up to his loss and I pack up to head towards Govt Center to catch my train. My phone rings and I look at it, Unknown number. So I ignore it. It rings again, still with an unknown caller. Annoyed I ignore it. Even at this distance, Bremer could see the tears pouring down the young girl’s face. Those tears streamed down Bena’s cheeks, punctuating the all-consuming, gruesome pall of death which lay heavy on the smithy’s forge. The tears sparkled as they fell, the glint and shine of them painting a stark counterpoint to the duller luster of the blood that soaked the very walls.“Oh, Ardt!” Elva was kneeling next to one of the bodies. A chain-mail clad body drenched in blood. Issa stood nearby, her hands. Their outfits changed each month. During holidays I dressed them for the holiday. An example would be like at Christmas we all dress as sexy Mrs. Claus. I was a little shocked when I ran an ad for cocktail waitresses. I had girls ranging from 21 to 45 year old housewives showing up for interviews. I was a little shocked to find there were women out there who like me didn’t mind using their assets to get a little extra pay. Some of my girls just liked to tease while others were true sluts. I had. ”“For you, I’ve got at least two or three more rounds in me.”“Well, aren’t you full of stamina. Should I lie down on my side again?”“No, let’s try it like this.”“Oh, face to face?” Kofe cooed, feigning surprise. “How romantic...”She released him from her grasp, parting her furry thighs and letting him wriggle out from beneath her bust, turning to face her. She was sat on the mattress, leaning back against the headboard, her loins leaking in invitation. Apparently, he hadn’t been the only one.