" Where are you going?" the teacher shouted."To our gym activity," I called back. "A special Program gym activity."Denise snickered.He started walking... toward us. I put up my hand. "No, sir, don't come closer. Your actions are posing a perceived threat to our personal safety; you implied that you were considering an assault." WHAT? All right, this will stop. I'm having the principal come here at once." Please do."Fletcher arrived five minutes later; the male teacher turned his section over to. Are you aware our Divine Liturgy is in Russian?”Actually, the prayers would be in Church Slavonic, but I knew what he meant. I suspected the homily might be in Russian, rather than English, but that didn’t bother me.“Yes, a priest in Chicago explained that to me. I know the service well enough to follow along.”He nodded and I walked forward into the nave of the church, taking in the peaceful beauty of an Orthodox church. While I might have a major impediment to joining, something about the. She took a lot of special handling. Then I traded up to Sindi. She's priceless. Along the way, Marlee's husband, Fred, came into my possession. I sold him. He was worthless, but I traded up. Who am I, you ask? I am an investment banker. I buy stocks and sell them. I buy bonds and manipulate them to crash the market. Then I take the assets and sell for a handsome profit. White females are a commodity. White cunt and ass are worth a lot if you know the right buyers. The only problem for me is. Swinging her Kitana she took the top of the hood completely off the figure.“Damn it, Beatrix!” The headless body issued, dropping a scythe then stooping to pick up the skull head that was rolling on the ground. “If I wasn’t dead I might be now!” There was an eerie echoing laugh as the body placed the skull head back on the body covering it with the hood. Beatrix had already taken the? What the hell? Was this a scythe? Strange, she thought, she could almost feel the damn thing vibrating in her.