His eyes seemed to fill with blackness as he stared at the door. I turned to see the door opening and a man walking into the bar. The man entering the... bar was the one who shot him.“Jack,” I said turning to him in panic and in fear.Jack got up from his bar stool and he stood in front of me blocking me from the man as he walked toward us. I looked down to see Jack’s good hand clinched in a fist. The man walked over to Jack until he was almost toe-to-toe with him. They stared into each others eyes. »Sharon.« she answered a little too quickly for her liking, »And what might be your name?«»Right now, I am Lara.«»Right now? Is this some kind of cosplay game for you?«»I don’t play games.«»Good, me neither.« Sharon said, and let her eyes examine Lara’s body. Judging by her mild smile, she liked what she saw. »Hold out your hand again.«Lara did so. Sharon dropped burnt ash of her cigarette onto it.»You’re quite talented as an ashtray.«»I’m talented to take other stuff, too.«»That so?« Sharon’s. Someone had created a great scheme as it was like the conveyor at the grocery store. When a frosty mug came through the little opening it broke the light beam and the conveyor stopped. There was a switch that would let one at a time break the beam and stop until you pushed a button for the next mug or the switch was set for another mug to come as soon as the obstruction from the light beam was removed.I told Zena I was going to see if the kitchen needed any help and she said she would bus. She took a sip and the pink wine warmed her as in went down her throat. She was in love.Rose took a bit of her microwave dinner, and her eyes widened. What had she'd done? Quickly she ran to her underwear drawer and rummaged through it. Every single pair that she'd bought was as impractical and revealing as the one she currently wore. All of the bras were more frilly than supportive. She'd even bought ones in cup sizes she didn't know existed. All of the panties were tiny little g-string.