I did one hell of a job working on my tan. The beaches were topless, so I had no tan lines above the waist.One evening, or actually morning, at 2am, I... couldn’t sleep so I went to a hot tub. The bars were closed so I took a bottle of tequila from my room with a salt shaker and limes. I lost track of time after a couple shots and was startled out of my reverie by a deep male voice.“When they say all-inclusive they mean it!” came from behind me.My eyes popped open and in front of me was a larger. ”“So, what, I’m on Hell’s shitlist?”“Thou shalt carry favor with Azazel,” Orobas continued as he glared at Ryan across the circle. “He may protect thee from reprisals ... or he may not. Thou didst not form a contract with him, and I cannot be sure how he will react.”“Because it hasn’t been decided yet, right.”The wretched little horse watched him for a moment with its glassy eyes, waiting for him to continue, but he was lost in thought. He might have accidentally pissed off the entire hierarchy. They would notice the effect it had on me and giggle in response. After a light kiss on the lips, they would saunter out of the room to get ready. I would make my way downstairs to a nice hearty breakfast and a table full of friends. The day’s tasks would be discussed, so that all parties had an idea of what each person was doing. That way, if something deviated unexpectedly, we would know something was wrong. Clive and Trent had decided to take turns training with me: that way one would be. Rene is an aging realtor/ trophy wife who was likely not much of a trophy in her twenties. Grapevine reports vary slightly but she has an affinity for Vodka and either sleeping pills, Valium, or prescription anti-depressants, depending on the source you choose to believe. Her dress code is more appropriate to a twenty year old (if the specific twenty year old was a hooker) than a real estate agent in her late forties. Famous for over-the-top cubic zirconia jewelry and causing some type of.