She then painted them with a clear, shiny hardener of some type and painted a small band of white at the end of each nail. Finally she put a semi-clea... coating over the entire nail. The white could be seen through the coating.She told me it was called a "French Pedicure". I was very impressed with the detail in her work, as it looked very nice.Faye then started the same procedure on my hands. She asked what kind of exercise I did. I told her that I was a wrestler. She seemed surprised at my. He had obviously snugged everything up while she lay blacked out on the van’s floor.The van stopped moving and she watched him put it in park. His huge torso turning around, up in the driver’s cabin, a leering lecherous smile on his face as he turned around to look back into the cargo hold.“Oh good you’re conscious, I was worried there for a moment I may have snuffed you. That wouldn’t have gone over well with the Boss. Bringing in damaged product is one thing, but dead product…That’s not cool. ”“I’m in,” said Jane, simply. “Want me to raise my hand and swear?”“She means it,” said Bobby. “So did the judge.”“See?” whined Smith. “What if he doesn’t believe me?”“Mean it, and you have no problem,” I said.He sat down. He was a politician, used to waffling and adjusting his position.“What do I tell the president?” he asked.“Tell him to trust you,” I said.“What if he doesn’t?”“Think about it,” I said. “You’re an important man right now. When the next president gets elected, you’ll be out of. “So what is it you want from me now you have won the day with your bitch army? It will be very short lived I assure you.”“I am not going to harm you as I respect your position, but what I will do is put you aboard a galley for Rome. I think your Caesar will decide your fate.”“And what of Fulvia?”“Now she is a different matter Arius.” Melissia spoke about her as if she were not in the room, for she knew this to be the ultimate insult. “I think a good and bloody flogging would be well deserved,.