It was the end of the year, and the central office of our company had called us to meet. I was on a trip from Wednesday to Sunday. I told Sarika that ...I was going to Delhi for the company’s annual meeting. As it was mid of a month, Reddy wasn’t expected.I went to the meet happily, spent quality time there and returned on Sunday night. I built new contacts there, which will help me in future business. The next day I excitedly went to the office. But while leaving to office, I could see that. The dog stopped mid-step, his head swinging towards them, looking comical as he realized he’d just been caught. ‘Hey.’ John pointed to the woodpile. ‘Put that back.’ Abe lowered his raised paw, his mouth still stretched around the firewood, lowering his head and keeping a careful eye on his master… and then took off like a shot. ‘Hey!’ The confounded look on John’s face when Abe completely ignored him had blue covering her mouth in a vain attempt to hold in her laughter. Turning at the sound,. Who in the world would believe she was drugged, raped and tortured?They milked Susy till they couldn’t milk her anymore. They had twisted, squeezed and pulled her breasts till they were back to double d's. At this point they looked like they would sag for the rest of her life and instead of the pretty flesh tone of her skin. They were now blue and black. As she looked down she was crying for a whole new reason. Her poor breast would never look the same again. She took great pride in her. He did not brag. He did not show his hand. His moves were methodical yet somehow unpredictable. He was lethal. He defeated the Champion himself, Charles Gautier and sent Elisabeth Smithers packing. It was suddenly me and him at the table. He had defeated all the other contestants. I looked at Wolf. He wasn’t smiling or smirking. He wasn’t sweating. He looked calm, cool and collected. He was the man. He had already won three million dollars at the table. He beat me, leaving me with five hundred.