A thug who used pain, fear, and malice to defeat his enemies. He did not like it, but it was what he had to work with.John entered the room, followed ...y Rayner. At seeing him alive and safe Rayner gave him a bear hug.“Do you plan to finish me off, Rayner?”“Sorry, it has been a rough day. I have bad news.”“Naturally.”They traded information. An invasion was coming and what they dealt with on their quests was the preparation for that invasion. None of that was what really upset Axel.“You had an. As I handed himhis drink I 'accidentally' splashed a bit on his slacks."Oh goodness! Look what clumsy lil' me went and did." I handed him thedrink and began wiping his crotch with my bare hand. He sure didn't tryto stop me!"Oh my! Pastor Benjamin! What have we here?" I hissed. His cock wastrying to burst through. For a scrawny little guy it sure felt like hehad a monster inside."Benita, you are one wanton Harlot!" He accused. I noticed he didn'ttry to move my hand away. And he was. "John, I'm sorry but I have to do this for myself. Don't think I haven't thought long and hard about all of this. Beside his love for me, he's my mentor, my muse. He has made me see that my art is who I am. I have to go to Paris, to find out just how good I could be." Amy raised her head to look at John and there were tears in her eyes as well.John resumed his pacing, then walked behind the sofa and leaned with both arms against it. "Have you talked to anyone else about this? What about your. I heard from a friend.” “I don’t know, I’ve never been to one.” “What do they have that I don’t?” “Silicone!” “It could be fun.” It was Jamie. “I mean, I’d like to see what’s inside. We can get a drink and leave.” “Two drink minimum. I heard.” The guys and Jamie convinced the holdouts and went in. There was no cover for the ladies and a two-drink minimum. A dancer had just completed her set. Jamie admired how graceful she was as she walked off the runway, swinging her hips while keeping her.