No need for the satin panties. Those things he stuffed into a pocket of the overnight bag. Dan pulled the pants up his legs, fastened them. Put on the... bra, backwards. Hooked it, pushed it around his chest, then looped his arms into the straps. Fairly flew into the shirt. Pulled on the socks, slipped into the shoes. Hurry. Get ready. Need to be ready. He shoved the wallet and other things into his pockets. He checked the overnight bag, and all his toiletries had been neatly packed inside.. Slaves who were wed could arrange to be sold together, and it looked like this pair was going to do just that. She watched them for a long moment, they were not young humans, but neither were they old. As she gazed upon them they looked at one another, and she saw a powerful locking of spirits in that look. They loved so strongly, her elven eyes could almost see it, she could definitely see the other effects it had upon them. The display of affection caused her heart to warm and almost made her. ‘Al?’ came the surprisingly thin, reedy voice of my corpulent boss, made even thinner and reedier by an unusual nervousness. ‘Yeah?’ ‘Can you get down here?’ ‘I just left there,’ I whined. ‘It’s important,’ he lowered his voice. ‘We have a little problem.’ ‘If it’s just a little problem,’ I suggested, ‘then John and you can –‘ ‘All right,’ he hissed. ‘It’s a fucking big problem. And it’s probably your fault. Now get your ass in here.’ I hung up the phone, showered and shaved, and leisurely. " Sure, how much?" Two hundred bucks for three grams," he said, "which is what you need to put one person under."Frank was shocked. He had no idea the stuff cost that much. He was actually entertaining the idea of buying some for himself so he could get laid without Dave's help but that was out of the question at those prices. "Ah, yeah, I guess. Wow, that stuff is expensive." That's only because the only guy around with the stuff is Terry. I checked, the shit sells for next to nothing in Hong.