If that happened, Alvin would return home after the funeral, and Marie knew that she would not be able to continue as Brad and Hiroshi’s slut. Her l...fe would revert to being a boring housewife, unable to satisfy her craving for humiliation.With those depressing thoughts swirling round her mind, Marie once again took a jeepney to the industrial area and knocked at the door as before. This time, she did not feel so anxious about what might happen, and what role she would be asked to play in the. The venue was massive, mainly because of the headliner. Some scrawny backpack rapper that I couldn’t give less of a shit about. I went there for the Krew, I went for Contendah. Tommy blended in as well as a frog in a cat parade, but if I’m being honest, I didn’t give a shit about that either. It definitely wasn’t his scene, but it was mine. For the first time in my entire life, I knew what my scene was. I knew where I fit in. In my knee high black boots, black fishnets, short skirt with no. These lions were not reluctant to attack humans, so they were a real danger. If I could eliminate them, I would establish my bona fides as a heroic figure worthy of demigod status. If I was going to fight lions, I wanted maximum firepower, so I started carrying the rifle as well as the pistol.One morning, the cry went out, "LIONS!" I was already dressed in my armor and wandering the streets, greeting constituents and pressing the flesh, so I was near the site of the sighting. I ran to where the. We reached the top of the stairs and turned right in the hallway.“Mine and your uncle’s room is at the other end of the hall and this room is Ashley’s” she said while passing a closed door, “John’s room is at the end and is over the garage so it has plenty of privacy as well as its own bathroom.”After saying this she opened the door at the end of the hall and walked in. The room was good sized, bigger than my room at home, and appeared even larger because it seemed sparsely furnished. There was.