I don’t mind the looking, actually I rather enjoy it. It makes me feel good about myself. I just don’t understand most men not owning up to what t...hey are doing. At least they could be honest with me and themselves.’ She shook her head again and finished her stretching. ‘Ok, lets grab a beer and talk money.’ She said, as she headed for an old icebox in the corner of the shop. I laughed and said, ‘I’ve got a little money saved up but I’m not rich by any means, so take it easy on me. This bike is. Never looked back and have not ever been unfaithful in 38 years, nor plan to be. I have found out that this is not usual, but also not unusual. The bonds that were forming at those premarriage years and early years of our marriage survived and grew. I got a second chance. Never was going to need a third one. Wouldn’t matter, never would have gotten it anyway. By then, I realized what I had to loose and gain. The female lead in my story actually lost everything, and with support, rebuilt it and. I was really pissed off by this time, so I was ready to launch into a real tirade when the door opened. The door was opened by an obvious servant, and I was taking a breath to start my lecture when the woman screamed. The woman flung the door open and reached for my companion. "Miss Sarah, what on earth are you doing out there and why are you dressed like that?"Apparently, Sarah recognized the woman who answered the door. She said, "Helen, I was thirsty, and I was looking for a drink. I got. Shenla moved at her full speed, flashing from where she was to behind one of Marcos’ men in an instant, the fingers of one black-nailed hand poised against his throat. The fellow made a strangled, surprised grunt, but otherwise stiffened, smart enough to stay still. “If I wanted you dead,” she crooned at Marcos over the man’s shoulder, “It would have been done already.” Everyone else in the room shifted nervously in the long silence that followed. Well, the barbarians looked nervous. Shenla’s.