Mei’s face fell when I shook my head in disbelief. She mistook it to mean she couldn’t go. “Fine,” I consented and Margaret grinned and nodded... to Mei whose face erupted in an excited grin. “And why is Zhou going?” I asked.“He says it would look bad if you couldn’t lead your troops because you couldn’t get on your horse,” Margaret smirked. They had a point.As I carefully climbed onto my horse, the women handed Mei a large flag. I noticed that she had a sheath attached to the outside of each. At first, this was only verbal--lots of sexual joking around of the "that's what she said" variety.Over time, things got a little more physical. We'd touch as we brushed past each other in our office, sometimes just casually, sometimes with a definite sexual playfulness. Kate seemed to like my butt, and after a while I couldn't turn my back on her within arms reach without getting an affectionate pat. Naturally, that gave me permission to return the complement in kind, and in that way things. Come on...." Grey whispered to his truck as the sounds coming from the truck and his voice intensified. "Come on.... Come On...." Grey chanted as the wheel vibrated and the car came to a complete stop. He turned the bent little key, and he heard the engine attempt to start, then it just stopped dead."Son of a bitch!!!" Grey bellowed as he flew out of the truck. He slammed the door shut behind him, and it popped back open as though it was mocking him. Grey turned on it in rage, and called upon. He’s old, I estimate about 60, gray hair, a small beard, black suit and tie, can and a briefcase, the last 2 are on the ground next to him. “I’m sorry sir.” I apologize and help him up. I hand him his cane and note the knob on it, it’s in the shape of a demons head. “No problem son, say you look like a fine guy.” He says. “Thank you sir, but I should really get going, I need to get home.” I say, the old geezer is starting to annoy me. “Oh yes of course but first let me give you something.” He.