The same held true for the distance between her and any possible cover. There wasn’t even any chance of pulling a miracle out of her utility belt.�...I’m dead,” she told herself, the very admission of the fact causing her heart to freeze.”“Give my regards to hell, Bat-bitch!” the gunman laughed as he began to slowly apply pressure to the trigger.He had always been a small time crook, just hired muscle in other people’s gangs. Now that was all going to change. Let them talk about the Joker, Killer. Jenny takes the leash and pulls me close.“What do you think?” she asks the Stable Boy.He studies me. I am very aware that I am at least a decade older than he is, and whether or not that matters. The possibility of the wrong kind of humiliation grows by the second – too old, too ugly, wait a minute, has this bitch got a cock?I realise that the Stable Boy is playing me at my own timing status game, and immediately like him.He is holding my bag. I make no comment as he goes through it and pulls. But, I never want to do all this. I just like dressing at homeand reading stories on-line and... and..." I saw where my problem was."... and teasing Masters like you, Lord Iron."His dark eyebrows went up. "And why do you think you did something sorisky?" I didn't think I'd get caught. And I never imagined that if I did, itcould lead to this. Plus I kind of liked the idea of a strong man..."I sobbed quietly. "... being angry with me and... wanting to settlethe score with me." So maybe you. I guessed that she figured I'd land on my feet whenshe dismissed me. She seemed to genuinely pity me.She then said, "I have an opening at work if you're interested, but Idon't think it's up your alley." I'll do anything", I replied with evident desperation.She huffed and responded, "I have an opening for my personal assistant." You're hiring guys for that?" I asked, knowing full well only womenworked in those positions when I worked in her office."Well, we always consider men for the position..