June 19, 1885Upon their arrival in Washington, D.C. the Gilboney brothers were happy to escort Eli to his hotel, since he had no idea how to get there.... They even showed him the carriages that operated as a taxi service, much like the ones in Kansas City that he was familiar with.“Marshal, all you have to do, is tell your driver to take you to the U.S. Marshal’s Service office and they will deliver you there promptly,” Izzy told him as he and Benyamin left Eli with his traveling bag at the front. Well I refuse to compare dick size with any of them. It just ain't right."Our crowd is having a little contest to see who can fuck the largest number of each other's wives. Winner takes all. Everyone is throwing a hundred bucks into the pot, so the winner will get, I don't know, a hundred bucks times the number of contestants, I guess. Plus bragging rights. I mean big time bragging rights."That's the dumbest fucking contest I've ever heard of. These so-called buddies are going to try to knock. " What... what about the other one?" Hadvar asked."Leave her to me."Carthalo said with a sly grin."Alright friend, I'm sorry though, about not wanting to kill them, I know it's more trouble than they're worth." You're right." Carthalo stabbed his sword into the dirt beneath him and stared at the women menacingly. "So they better make themselves worth the trouble." We will my lord.. We will!" the Nord woman cried pitifully."This one can please well my lord." the Khajit said, near tears.Carthalo. Oh great! Mr. Hutt said, Class, this is Isabelle, shes a foreign exchange student from France. Bonjour, Isabelle said to the class. Do you have a preferred nickname? Mr. Hutt asked. eh, Isabelle or Izzy, she replied. Alright, Izzy, welcome to health and fitness, he said, almost too enthusiastically. The rest of health class was rather boring so I wont make you suffer the details. Basically, we briefly covered what we would be doing for the semester and we were released to lunch. Isabelle.