On Saturdays it was crowded, noisy as hell, and the steamy aroma of grilled steaks permeated the atmosphere. The excellent micro brewery fare drew up-...scale rednecks and live entertainment ranged from music to stand-up comedy. Ben and Freya often made lounge dates Thursday or Friday evenings and this Friday Freya arrived a few minutes early hoping to get her favorite table before a crowd showed. She didn’t know Ben was already there, concealed across from her corner. Ben sent a text to Freya. "Oh my, you just made the biggest mistake of your life." He had obviously been watching too much American television. I pulled the Glock and began shooting. I only needed one of them alive. One out of four didn't seem so much to ask.I went to my knees early in the firefight. I felt a hammer blow to my chest and a burning pain in my right arm. I knew that I have been hit. I also knew I took two of them with me. Okay maybe Anya got one of them. Hell she probably got the first one as well. She had. "Stepping closer to her she immediately understood. She smiled politely in a kind and understanding way that still came across as condescending. "Sorry sweetie, but you know I like girls." You don't have to like it." I said."Are you serious?" She was astounded."Are you? You've been changing in front of me for years now. You want me to want to fuck you! So this way, we'll both get something we want."It didn't take long. I don't know whether she decided to do it because she wanted the crystal. Shaved, made-up sexy, dressed in a 3in heeled mini boot, fishnet stockings with a garter, black pleated short skirt, a white blouse with ¾ length arms exposing fishnet arm warmers to a stunning black straight haired wig, didn’t help the situation any.Going dressed like this to a man’s lair and offering myself to him…I was quite apprehensive to say the least. Will he accept me? Will he go arm in arm with me through the park? Yes, it will be just after dark but, I would be out there doing my best.