He had gone voluntarily, this was certain. For a fee--for an exorbitant fee--the Night Blades would train anyone, though they admitted candidly that a...ll the money in the world could not teach a man who lacked the aptitude and skills necessary to be a good fighter. The ones with the money, perhaps knowing this, instead sent their personal soldiers or bodyguards. Others had been known to be kidnapped for training, but they were not allowed to go free, so Marcus could not be one of them. Any. I picked her near her house. We went to have a coffee and we came back to the car soon. I just made her comfortable and held her hand.I was pressing harder and she bent down a little and rested her head in my shoulder. I felt a little horny and I put my hand across her shoulders. We were chatting, and I became so horny and I thought of kissing her.First, I placed a kiss on her head while she was lying on my shoulders. She didn’t say anything, so I thought this as the green signal and was. That was significant to what happened later; something I could never have imagined.)We lived on a quiet sort of street that was a loop off a main through street. You know the kind that no one goes down unless they live there. I had it in my mind to walk over a street or two to see if any of my friends might be hanging out.So there I was, dressed in my black wool suit jacket, a white t-shirt and faded Levis, walking down the street. As I rounded the corner onto the next street I almost jumped. Two young women, girls, really, were next. They kept their eyesdown, staring at the food, obviously too nervous to look up atwhomever was serving them, huddling together for security. Theirnervous gestures, the gauntness of their features, and theirdeep-set purple-rimmed eyes told him everything he needed to know.Without looking, he could almost guarantee that there would beneedle tracks running up their arms. A bulge under the youngerone’s coat almost made him weep.Both of the girls.