His breath was hot and moist at her ear. She could feel him hard like a brick wall against her back and she could smell the undeniable seductive scent... that was only his permeating from his heated body. “Why are you here,” he growled. “Well I’m not following your arrogant ass that‘s for sure,” she hissed. “There you go with that filthy mouth of yours.” He laughed, dryly. He squeezed her arm in retaliation and she winced from the pressure. “You’re hurting me,” she spit through clenched teeth.. " I was told that when I was captured I had caused some large arrows to fly. They had a bomb on each. I did not throw them but the powder burned quickly and they flew far forward trailing flames and smoke. Now the Picts and the Romans with them will tell you if they flew or not. I guess you being so old, you will not see the truth if it came up and bit your ass."He retorted, "I have my wits and can see a lie." Maybe you can. You may have been a person that never believed anybody or perhaps more. I take a few breaths, feeling the excruciating pain of the flames against my ass. I look at Mark and smile before turning and lifting my legs onto the flames, lying down. I let out a full scream as I feel the flames across the length of me. My head rests on concrete, not directly in the flames, but my face still feels some of the heat. Im sweating so bad. My hands are palms-down. After a few seconds I start to get used to the pain. Its still agonizing, but Im able to continue lying there. I just waved and closed the door.Kath looked at me and said, "I guess I'm gonna have to dance in these shoes huh?"I slowly nodded. "Kath," I began. "I'm not sure I w..." No way, Raymond Jordan," she said. "You asked me to go dancing. So you have to keep your word. Let's go."We got back in the car and I started driving woodenly towards the club I'd planned to go to."Ray, sometimes life does really shitty things to you. Stronger people learn to put all of those little things in boxes and keep all.