“Over one measly slap? Girls do that all the time and guys just take it!” Nadia tried to convince me.“Some guys might, but not me. It’s a fuck...ng dealbreaker, Nadia. Consider yourself dumped,” I insisted.“But it’s just a slap. Not like I abused you or anything!” Nadia persisted.“To me, you DID abuse me. Slapping is abuse in my book and I don’t have to take it, so I won’t. I don’t know how they do things back in Mother Russia, but here, for me, with a guy like me, it’s ‘do svidaniya’ to you! I. As she strutted through the bar, she could feel the stares from the patrons of the bar focus on her. Her skirt moved higher, and her breasts threatened to bounce out of her top, but now enjoying the attention, she let her clothes reveal whatever came into view Stepping out into the bright sunlight she found the limo. Stepping in, she heard Kyle say. "Not bad, less than an hour. That is if you actually did it." Smiling at him, Juana showed him the hundred dollar bill and answered. "I made even. So far we'd only had superficial talks but I planned to have some quality time with him before I returned to school.What I hadn't planed on was what happened on Christmas Eve Night.The weather was cold and snowy and we were home sitting in front of the log fire after I had made a traditional holiday dinner, you know, the turkey thing and all the fixings. We were both a bit lethargic from all that L-Tryptophan and just sat companionably gazing into the fire.For some reason my mind wandered back. * * * * * Hugh had by no means been one of Amos’ closest friends, but the two had worked together on several projects at OCACT and shared a certain sense of comfortable camaraderie. Hugh was a fellow actuary, though his credentials had been earned through a different professional body, the Faculty of Actuaries in Scotland, prior to his arrival in Washington. Amos had always enjoyed Hugh’s sarcastic wit, as well as his heavy Edinburgh accent. Hugh had been responsible for performing numerous.