"Well how was that for starters?" asked Gary and I found myself blushing but my partner my partner again smiled at me and said "Pretty fucking good" I...made an excuse to go to the loo to try and contain myself, Karen showed me the way. I looked in the mirror and could see my cheeks were flushed, I put some cold water on my face but it didn't work. I left the bathroom and walked down the hall met by Karen, "You partner wants me to see if you are wet" she walked up to me and kissed me. She pulled. .." She started crying again. "I'm sorry, I'vebeen through so much...."Now it was my turn to try to comfort her. "Mom, I'm sorry I ran out onyou like that. I didn't steal that money." How to tell her that I had,in fact, murdered the man who set me up? "I'm so sorry about Dad," Iadded quickly. "Your father never forgave you," she said dispassionately. "He was awonderful man, but stubborn as a mule, and once you ran away, and weheard about what you'd done to yourself...." Her voice. She actually managed to overcome the opponent, but was stuck below her dead horse. Pushing herself free should have been a simple task with the magical strength granted by the sword, but she instead cut off her leg. A foolish act since she died there from the blood loss. Anyway I am also worried how much gossip it would attract if word spread that we have enough coins to stay at an Inn for the whole winter without any work to support us." I did not think about that," she responded and pressed. Just watch out; she is a complete and total bitch," he said. "She basically stole the company from her old man - he was twice her age and filthy fucking rich. She was a golddigger and married him for his money. Then once she had her hooks in him good and proper, she divorced the poor old fool and took the company and half of his fortune with her." "Now she runs this place like Hitler ran Germany, and the rest of us just try to hang on to our jobs however we can. It isn't a real pleasant work.