He looked her over as he walked back into the room, she was wearing tight fitting jeans that hugged her butt nicely and a little pale pink midriff t-s...hirt that clung to every inch of her torso, but exposed her flat belly. Steve thought that she must be wearing a push up bra tonight because he was sure that her breasts hadn't appeared to be that big earlier today (and he had taken notice too!) He passed the other two girls their drinks and picked up his beer as he sat down next to Julie. He. "No need for you to get yourself all smelling of gas."What a moron! I thought. "... get yourself all smelling of gas"? She'll think I'm an idiot.She smiled brightly. "Thank you, kind sir," she said, her voice like the tinkling of bells.I lifted the pump handle while she swiped her card and opened the fuel port on the white car, which I now discerned to be a Saturn. I'd been so fixated on her, I hadn't even noticed the embossed trademark on the back bumper."You're a very brave woman," I told. "Please?Master?Hans?mercy,Sir." Roger got out in a hoarse voice. Finally, Hans stopped swinging the Thudder. Clapping Roger on theback, which of course jounced the weight yet again, Hans explained " You see, CongressmanMalvern, when Mrs. Kendalls says she demands 1,000 sentences a day, that is what she wants. She is a woman of her word." Roger nodded silently, a tear rolling down his cheek. "Now you will bend over the couch please." Hans gesticulated again, and Roger moved slowly to the couch. They were thrust together time and again to achieve great purpose, across civilizations and centuries. Why was it that she could remember their greatness, and he could not?As Yuknoom Ch'een II, he ruled the great Mayan city Kalak'mul. She was amazed by the civilization around her, and while he expanded his sphere of influence, she traveled and studied.Over the next two centuries, her accumulated experience led her to begin to question the wisdom of aggression as a method to achieve long-term.