It was this neglect that gave the watchful Marko the very chance he had hoped might crop up.He had singled out the very attractive Brenda Miller from ...the other wives, and had given Silas his instructions. So it was that far from being neglected and having few dances, Brenda found herself in the company of a charming if ugly and strangely-built, character who told her he was known as Silas, and was employed at the club to make sure everyone had a good time. The persuasive charm of the experience. It happened to be perfect timing for my my birthday was comig up the next weekend, and if he wanted to meet me at a club to celebrate, meet, and party. Although I was just turning 18 he suggested we go to a club and dance .I agreed because one thing about me is, I LOVE TO DANCE!!!! So we continued taking throughout the night, since neither of us had to work in the morning or the next day. He asked how long I had been dressing, and I replied, "About a year, ex-gf left a bunch of panties over,. He took a blind swing at me but I had already ducked down and stuck out the Bowie knife in the hope I stabbed something vital. I did. He grunted in pain and collapsed beside me. He was bleeding badly. From the site of the wound I surmised I punctured the femoral artery. He would bleed to death in less than four minutes. “Kill her,” Mrs. Turner rasped. She was having trouble breathing as well as being blinded. “He can’t help you, honey,” I whispered in her ear. “He can’t even help. "I'm sure not going to call the cops, but you may want to know that you just attacked a cop. Here." Ester took a business card from her back jeans' pocket and handed it to the woman. "If you ever decide that you want to kick the drugs and regain your life, give me a call. I'll come and get you, and help you through this hell." Why? You ain't no cop. You some sort of preacher, or something?" Look at the card. That ranch is not exactly a church. No, it's just that us working girls have to stick.