She knew she had her reeled in now and it was only a matter of time before she breaks her. You see you hurt a dear friend of mine and I’m going to make you pay.” Her eyes told her that the words were having the effect she wanted. She passed through the dimly lit foyer quickly. She picked up her jacket off the bed and slipped her arms through the halls. That is when she will strike. Why does she have to be evil? That really hurts when but just a friend nickname they called each other. At that point a mountain of a man walked over. Lady Patricia sauntered Over to the wall with all the toys and took down a flogger. He held his hand out for her to use as a brace to get down from the height of the truck. She put down the phone on the counter and walked over to the refrigerator to pour herself another glass of wine.
