"I have your clothes here sweetieby the side of me. The choice is yours of course. If you want to go outand meet your friends, here are your clothes n...icely pressed and clean.Or I have a few boxes here, delicately tied with satin ribbon, which wecan open. But once I have opened one box, we have to put your boys'clothes away and your 'lads'," she accentuated the word, "will have towait another night for a pint."Margaret reclined in the lush cushions of her large settee and eyed theset of clothes. But trust me.”He looked disgusted, but finally agreed. “Fine. It can stay for now, but if it ... she ... lays so much as a finger on anyone here, I’ll hold you responsible.”Isran then turned to Serana. “You hear me? Don’t feel like a guest, because you’re not. You’re a resource, an asset. In the meantime, don’t make me regret my sudden outburst of tolerance and generosity, because if I do, your friend here is going to pay for it.”Serana drolly replied, “Thank you for your kindness. I’ll. Pat was keeping a tight grip on her emotions. She knew that if push came to shove she could handle Maria. It was whomever else she would find at the destination she worried about.They pulled up next to a warehouse and Maria got out. Leaning down she told Pat, "Come on honey. It might not look like much but there's a private office with a bedroom upstairs. And we're going to use that bed."Pat got out and followed Maria. She stiffened just for a moment as a cigarette lighter flared for an. I never really was involved in the LGBT community so I met all my friends at school and they all turned out to be straight, except her. Neither of us had girlfriends, but I had never really thought of her in a sexual way, though I admit she was very attractive. She did seem a bit flirty sometimes, and had a knack for talking with a cute voice.We were pretty close, in that we had known each other for a few years and knew all kinds of things about each other. She was pretty extroverted, and good.