Buffy found Blaine still on the phone with Kathryn. "I will be there when I get there, Kathryn; you will just have to wait. I'm in town and it will take longer than that to get across town." He hung up the phone and found Buffy watching him.
"Problems with the princess?" Buffy sat back down waiting for him to tell her what Kathryn wanted.
"Yeah she's craving bad; Buffy, she is using a lot. What she had should have lasted longer than three days. She's not particularly my favorite person but she is headed for a hard fall if she keeps using this way."
"I know Turtle, but I'm not sure anyone can help her. She has been in detox several times, but nothing seems to change. Tiff ignores her daughter and Kathryn likes it like that way. She needs to pretend that even her mother believes her good girl story; but come on Tiff is the one that makes all the arrangements for the trips to Europe. Nana tried when Kathryn's father was still alive but he was as bad, if not worse than both of them."
"Man that is one fucked up family. How did you and Madam come out sane?" Blaine grinned at her.
"Nana said she loved Pops but he made weak sons; whatever that means. She says we are the true Mertuils - strong, survivors," Buffy shrugged. "Sounds good anyway. The way I figure it, everyone's family is screwed up. There are only a few people in every one that are decent; they are the ones that succeed, nest pa."
"Ooh la la, you French women, so strong, so brave; please Mademoiselle Buffy save me," Blaine fluttered his lashes at her, with a hand to his forehead.
Kathryn was waiting for Blaine when he pulled in to his drive. The minute the front door was unlocked, she marched past him, going directly to the bar and poured herself a drink.
"Hello Kathryn, so nice to see you, do come in, make yourself at home, have a drink, something to eat perhaps." His voice was sarcastic but his eyes were serious as they noticed how wound up she was.
"Cut the shit Blaine; I need something bad." She threw back her entire glass of vodka in one smooth swallow.
"Well it turns out I'm glad you called anyway. This will be our last little meeting for supply and demand negotiations. I am getting out of the business. Jackson has bought me out; everyone else was happy for me to forward on his or her information. What about you Kathryn; do you want your information forwarded on to Jackson or do you want to handle it yourself?"
"What? Why I don't want to go to somebody else; why can't I still just buy it from you? You can be my go between." She demanded her voice rising to a high shriek.
"I am not your errand boy Kathryn! If you want drugs you will have to go to Jackson or someone else and buy them YOURSELF!" he shouted.
"I'm sorry Blaine," she came over to sit beside him. "My cousin being here is making me a royal bitch." Kathryn's hand moved into his lap and began to rub him slowly.
Blaine stood up, walking into the other room returned with a bag filled with powder. He handed it to her but sat a little farther away this time. He needn't have worried Kathryn only had eyes for the bag in his hand. Taking it from him, she quickly set out several lines of coke and began to snort them one right after the other.
"Ah, much better. Can you believe my grandmother doing that; she must be going senile? I bet that's what is happening and Buffy is taking advantage. When I finally get rid of her then everyone will see. I was only taking care of a defenseless old woman. I will have to find some place for her to be taken care of, Switzerland perhaps. There are wonderful clinics there." Kathryn snorted another line. She was doing well now, Blain just sat back listening to all of her plans, as they continued to roll off her tongue. Kathryn would always come to Blaine and tell him all her lovely little stories as if he was not a real person or did not know any of the people involved.
Around ten, that night Sebastian showed up at Blaine's. It was obvious he had been drinking. "Asked her out and she turned me down; me, Sebastian Valmont. Next week perhaps, can you believe it?"
Blaine led him over to the couch. "Who Buffy, so she still said she'd go right?"
"Yes, but it was like she didn't even care. Girls beg to date me; Blaine, you think she is gay?" His voice was belligerent as he slurred his words.
Blaine snorted, "No, she is definitely not gay."
"How would you know?" Sebastian looked at Blaine, wondering if he had slept with Buffy.
"She has been dating since she was 14; her interests are strictly for males. What is this really about Valmont?" Blaine watched Sebastian, who was now pacing the floor.
"I bet Kathryn my car I would get her cousin in a compromising situation. It started out as a favor to her that she would reward me handsomely for then it somehow ended up as a bet," he complained.
"Let me get this straight, you are supposed to do something to or with Buffy, get proof and hand it over to Kathryn. If you don't you lose your car, if you do she fucks you" Blaine shouted. He couldn't believe how oblivious Sebastian was to the situation.
"Quit yelling" Sebastian held his head.
"Don't you see, Valmont? You're fucked either way. Do you really think Anne Mertuil would allow some snot-nosed Casanova to hurt her granddaughter? She wouldn't let anyone hurt Kathryn but if it's Buffy, they might as well write their will because they are dead, brother."
"She can't be that bad. Kathryn talks like she's on her last leg," Sebastian reasoned.
"I thought you were smart under all that bullshit, guess the only brains you have are in your dick! Ask your father about Madam see what he says before you kiss your ass goodbye."
"You're serious aren't you? I am in deep shit." Sebastian's face paled as looked at his best friend.
"Like a gay man walking into a biker bar," Blaine deadpanned looking straight into the other boy's eyes.
"What should I do then? I'm not going to lose my car, that's my baby."
"Talk to Buffy. Lay your cards on the table. She'll probably surprise the hell out of you. Whatever you do, don't go through with this Sebastian; I hate funerals, so depressing." Blaine shook his head.
"Can I stay here tonight? I need to think about this maybe in the morning I'll have a clearer head."
Blaine nodded his head. "You know where the guest bedroom is; just knock before you come in my room. I'm expecting company."
Sebastian sighed dramatically, "Fine, have sex while my life goes in the toilet."
"Thanks pal; I think I will."
Blaine called Buffy the next morning, after Sebastian left, telling her everything he had learned from Kathryn and Sebastian. "Thanks Turtle. Maybe there is a way to turn the tables on those two. We need to find a way to get enough ammunition to make Kathryn want to get clean. I'll talk it over with Nana see what she thinks. She gets away with everything because no one is every willing to talk."
"You're going to tell Madam about all of this. Buffy, she'll destroy Sebastian," Blaine panicked.
"Relax Turtle; Nana won't do anything because someone is plotting something. She'll just prepare and be ready if they decide to go through with it. Trust me Turtle, no one is going to have anything done to them that they won't deserve."
Sebastian showed up at the Mertuil's Main Townhouse late on Sunday morning. He was shown in to a small dining room. "Hello Sebastian, would you like anything?" Buffy had a large plate of fruit, eggs and bacon in front of her.
"Are you really going to eat all of that?" His eyes grew wide looking at all of the food she was working her way through.
"High metabolism; I burn it off with all the stuff I do. What brings you by, did you have a meeting with Nana?"
"No, I needed to talk to you about something in private. Whenever you're through, of course." He smiled at her, using every ounce of charm he owned.
"I won't be too much longer. Would you like some coffee or juice?"
"Coffee please." Buffy got up and poured him a cup, which surprised him.
"Is anything wrong?" He was looking at her as if she was doing something strange.
"Oh, no, nothing." He watched her closely as she finished everything that had been on her plate. Buffy picked up her plate carrying it into the kitchen. He heard her praising the chef in French.
"Trés magnifique Louis." Buffy's voice carried through the door. She walked back in smiling at him. "We can go in the study no one will disturb us there."
They entered a plush study painted a deep forest green. The furniture was dark brown leather; they were large and meant for comfort while still managing to look elegant.
Buffy curled up into one of the chairs pulling her legs underneath her. "So what's up?"
"Well I talked to Blaine and he convinced me to spill my guts to you. You'll have to forgive me if it takes me a little bit to get it all out I'm kind of rusty," he smiled charmingly.
Her eyebrow rose then her eyes became hard. Sebastian felt a shiver go down his spine as he remembered Blaine warning him not to piss her off. He told Buffy most everything, trying to put himself in the best light possible. He tried to put as much of the burden on Kathryn's shoulders.
"Let me see if I have this straight. You two made bets with cars and sex on the outcome of whether you were man enough to get me in compromising situation. Then you provide proof and get to have sex with Kathryn as your prize. If you don't, you lose your car, which is primo I'm told. Does that about cover it? Oh yes, Kathryn uses what you so happily provide to ruin me then run me out of town, stepping into my shoes."
"Uh yeah, I wouldn't have put it exactly like that, but yeah." Sebastian sputtered, this was not going the way he hoped.
"What were you supposed to do to me that would be so compromising?"
"Just take pictures of us having sex." Buffy started laughing. Sebastian looked at her confused. "What is so funny?"
"So Kitty-Cat thinks some naughty pictures would make me run away with my tail between my legs?"
"You mean you wouldn't have. Aren't you a..." he stopped himself.
"The word you are looking for is virgin, Sebastian; come on, you can say it, it's not a hard word to pronounce. Not that it is any of you business, well it isn't any of your business. It wouldn't have worked Sebastian. Blaine is right. Nana would have destroyed you and your father. Who do you think is Valmont Industries biggest supplier?"
"What do you mean destroy my father? What would he have to do with it? What do the companies have to do with anything? I'm not involved in any of that."
"You should pay attention to what is going on around you more. You father's company needs Mertuil Industries to keep the doors open; over 50 percent of their supplies come from MI. Why do you think he really married Tiff? As far as you father goes, is there really anything you do he doesn't just pat you on the head for?"
"But he has nothing to do with this; it was all me and Kathryn," the panic was clear in his voice.
"That may be true but I'm not sure Nana will see it that way. Business is one thing but when anyone goes after her family, she is a 'no prisoners' kind of girl. Kathryn coming after me herself would be handled where it belongs, in the family. However, you joining in was, well, rather stupid. You grew up here I can't believe you don't know more about Nana than you do."
"I never pay attention to any of that bullshit when my father talks. All I cared about was having a good time."
"Well I hope you had a good time 'cause you are screwed now. If Nana hears of this, she will string you up as an example." Buffy enjoyed watching the spoiled boy squirm.
"Not necessarily chère," Anne said as she walked in from a hidden doorway.
"Nana, how long have you been there?" Buffy asked, trying to sound alarmed. Her back was to Sebastian, so he couldn't see her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Sit down, Monsieur Valmont. We must have a parlez, oui." Her voice left no question that was exactly what they were going to do.
Sebastian looked at the diminutive woman who looked so much like Buffy and he realized he was in deep shit.
"I love Kathryn; I just do not like the person she has become. Perhaps with your assistance we will find her a life that is better suited to her temperament, oui," Anne smiled then left the room. It had taken over an hour for her to explain the plan for Sebastian.
"How could Kathryn ever think that woman was old and feeble? I'm exhausted just keeping up with her for an hour." He was running his hands through his hair; a nervous habit he wasn't aware give his feeling away.
"You should see her in a boardroom; it's great. What do you think? Maybe it will work. There is no love loss between me and Kitty-Cat but she is close to pulling an Elvis if something doesn't happen soon."
"Buffy, you are the strangest girl. Anyone else would be plotting to destroy Kathryn to take her place. Why aren't you?"
"Don't want her place Bastian, I'll make my own. I don't want to put on an act to have people accept me, they do or they don't. I'll make friends with some and be polite to the rest. No one said everybody had to like you for you to be happy. I used to think that way but I learned differently. I'd rather have two really close friends that I can always trust and depend on then a room full fawning over me because of my name."
"I think I'm going to enjoy this more than I probably deserve," Sebastian smiled, his first true smile.
"Just a warning Bastian, don't play both sides against the middle. I'll give you a shot because you had the guts to show up here but..." Buffy's eyes went hard, her voice deepened to a deadly quiet, "if you betray me you won't have to worry about Nana. I promise Bastian, I don't handle betrayal well. So make up your mind, walk away from it all now or you're in it all the way."
He watched her beautiful face change from soft to something dangerous, deadly. "Kathryn has no idea does she; of whom she's dealing with? She thinks you are a dumb California blond. She was wrong and so was I; you're no easy mark. Even if I wouldn't have come here, she wouldn't have won, only I would have lost and my father as well. As far as a parental unit goes, he is not that bad. He really loved my mom if she wouldn't have died they would still be together."
Buffy saw a little lonely little boy peaking out before he was quickly hidden. "No she doesn't know me and no she wouldn't have succeeded. The love/hate relationship you two have is easy to read if someone knows at least one of you. Something happened between you two and Kathryn wants your balls for earrings for it; you being the oblivious male you are, you haven't a clue as to what it is which makes the chase all the more fun."
"Okay I'm leaving. The blond Mertuil women are just plain scary. I'll see you tomorrow at Manchester, do you want a ride or to meet me there?"
"I'll meet you - I have a meeting first thing before school. So, tomorrow are you going to be ready to worship at my feet Bastian?" Buffy laughed as she walked him to the door.
When they were about to reach the foyer, Buffy grabbed his shirt pulling him to her and kissed him hungrily. Sebastian reacted immediately pushing her against a wall; his hands went up to cup her breasts then start to unbutton her shirt.
"Whoa, down killer. Just didn't think our first kiss should be in front of the whole school. Wouldn't want to have people asking questions before we even start." Buffy grinned wickedly moving him out the door. As he stood on the other side with a stunned expression on his face, Buffy closed the door smiling
"You are a vixen chère, well played, well played indeed" Anne smiled, standing on the stairs. Buffy walked over to her and they walk up arm in arm up the stairs
Kathryn was on her way to the Headmaster's office; she smiled and waved to everyone along the way. Yes, it was good to be where she held real power. Now it is time to suck up to the old prune, thank goodness I don't have to fuck this one. He fawns over me; it is so wonderful being a Mertuil. Well, here goes nothing. She walked into the main office smiling at the secretary.
"Oh Kathryn, he will be right with you dear. There is someone in there," the older woman behind the front desk told her.
"Thank you Mrs. Scott. Did you have a nice summer break?"
"Yes dear, thank you for asking. How was yours? I'm sure you went somewhere exotic and fun."
Just then, the door opened and the Headmaster walked out laughing. "Please tell Madam that I said hello, Elisabeth."
"Thank you sir, I know I am going to love going here. Thanks for the tour. I had better run I wouldn't want to be late on the first day of classes. Oh hi Kitty-Cat, how are you?" Buffy grinned at Kathryn's shocked face.
"Your cousin is a lovely girl, Kathryn. It must run in the family. How are you dear? Come in, Come in," he smiled gesturing to his office.
Kathryn glared at Buffy as they passed each other. How dare she! Manchester is mine, nothing happens here without my approval. Buffy will soon learn that lesson; I will make sure of that. Kathryn left the office like a soldier on a mission only to stop short not ten yards from the office.
There stood Buffy and Sebastian kissing tenderly in the hallway, in front of the whole school. "I'll see you later Bastian," Buffy smiled up at him.
Caressing her face, "Alright I'll meet you here after class." He watched her walk away, a smile on his face as his eyes followed the subtle swing of her slender hips.
Kathryn walked up to him, "Well that was so sweet; I may need an insulin shot."
"Hello, Kathryn. What do you want?" Sebastian didn't even look at her, still watching Buffy's backside.
"Nothing, just wondering, how you were doing with Buffy. From the looks of it, she'll be gone by Halloween. Very good Valmont, do you need another installment after that horrible display?" She purred, stroking her hand down his chest.
Moving away from her, "That's okay Kathryn. Wouldn't want anyone to see us together - might hurt your perfect reputation. I better get going."
Before Kathryn could say or do anything else, the bell rang. All she heard all day long was how wonderful her damn cousin was. The next person that said Buffy was dead. "Buffy." Her head jerked up, as her nails cut into her hand to keep from screaming. Kathryn looked up from her table on the lawn to see Sebastian walking over to her cousin.
He picked her up, spinning her around then kissed her in front of the whole school. Walking hand-in-hand to a blanket on the ground, she could see an elaborate picnic laid out under a tree.
Don't go overboard Valmont. You are just supposed to fuck her then take pictures not be voted Prom King. Behind her large sunglasses, Kathryn watched him feed Buffy as she leaned against him.
"You can almost see the smoke coming out of her ears, Bastian. Hope the drugs don't cause an aneurysm."
"Shh, I'm working here. Never interrupt a Master." Sebastian began to nibble on her neck.
"Oh, you are a master are you? I'll remember that. They told me you were good at fencing but you didn't seem that hard to beat." She giggled when he got to a sensitive spot.
"That was mean now you've hurt my feelings. You already wounded my pride, woman, leave me with something."
"Fine you were pretty good and you are not a half bad kisser. How's that?" Buffy teased.
"Pretty good, not half bad, ooh I'll show you. Come here." Scooping her up to sit on his lap, he pulled her head down to his devouring her mouth.
"Buffy, I'm not sure what kind of school you went to in California but your behavior here is a reflection on me. Please try and show some class," Kathryn's said, as she stood glaring down at them. Her sunglasses tapped rapidly against her leg.
"Meow, Kitty-Cat, if the way I behave reflects on you does that mean yours reflects on me? Don't think so Miss Kitty, you are on your own. I'll take whatever lumps I earn as long as you do the same. Now go away, if I need someone to tell me how to act it sure as hell won't be you."
Turning back to Sebastian, she whispered in his ear, teasing it with her tongue. "Has the top of her head blown off yet?" Sebastian roared with laughter completely ignoring Kathryn.
The bell rang so he got up helping Buffy to her feet; they continued to cuddle and whisper to each other leaving Kathryn standing there alone.
Kathryn hurried to the bathroom looking under the stalls then opened her cross. She sniffed a bump up her nose. Wiping her face, she went to her next class; one more hour then she had Equestrian with Sebastian. She would grill him then. Damn it, I had plans to break in the grooms. It always made sure she never had to take care of her horse for the entire year. Plus, they were always ready for a quick fuck when she needed one, the stables were secluded perfect for an anytime fuckathon. She hated Buffy even more than she thought she ever possible. Her cousin was interfering in her life entirely too much.
Buffy led out a beautiful black horse which she easily mounts riding him out to warm him up.
Sebastian rode up on a large roan gelding. "You have a nice seat" he grinned.
"So I've been told," Buffy smirked at him.
"He's a beauty. What's his line?" Sebastian was looking over the large black horse taking in his smooth lines appreciatively.
"Ask Nana when you see her, all I care about is how he handles; which is like a dream. How does the class breakdown? Does everyone do their own thing or are their particular drills we run?"
"We run drills, jumps, dressage that kind of thing."
"I hate dressage, it's like watching cement dry" she grimaced.
"No, it just takes someone with class to appreciate its beauty." Kathryn rode up on pretty grey Arabian mare. "That horse is entirely too large for you."
"Go away Kitty-Cat you are starting to piss me off."
"You have the class of a guttersnipe. It isn't any wonder, look at your mother," Kathryn sniped.
"Do you really want to do this here and now cuz? No matter how hard you or Tiff try, lots of people remember who and what she was when your father married her."
"You know nothing about my family." Kathryn raised her crop to hit Buffy.
"Uh, uh, uh, Kitty-Cat what would people think if you were to hit me and I hit you back. I would hit you, believe me."
Kathryn's hand lowered as she looked around. Seeing no one, she hit Buffy's horse with the crop. The black took off at fast trot; soon it was at full out run. "Oops, I hope the poor dear will be alright."
"Kathryn, you bitch!" Sebastian took off after Buffy afraid she would be hurt badly. He's slowly gaining on the other horse when he saw a set of jumps ahead. "Buffy pull up, pull up, DAMNIT!"
Buffy leaned into the horse as they flew easily over the first jump and the next two as well. She pulled up out of the jumps then moved around to circle the field. The whole class whistled and clapped.
The instructor rode over to meet Buffy then the two of them rode back together. "That was some of the finest bit of riding I've seen in ages, young lady. Have you ever ridden in competition?"
"No, just for pleasure," Buffy smiled at the older man. He reminded her of Giles.
"Would you consider it? We have a team here at Manchester. It is quite well respected, even had a several go on to be in Olympic Events. Pardon my rudeness but who are you?"
Buffy laughed, "Elizabeth Mertuil, but please call me Buffy. I live with my grandmother at the Mertuil Main. Do you know it? Why don't you come to dinner this evening? We can discuss it more then."
"Of, Of course," he stuttered.
"Fine then we'll see you at about 6:30, Mr. Douglas. I'm going to finish out the course then clean up; there is a car waiting for me." Buffy trotted off.
Mr. Douglas looked at Sebastian, "Is she for real?"
"I'm beginning to wonder that myself," he muttered, guiding his horse away.
After cooling down Angel, Buffy dismounted; Nana grimaced at the horse's name. Buffy would just smile at her; the big black looked intimidating but was a real sweetie to her. She stowed her tack after brushing him down moving him towards his stall. Since she had talked to Mr. Douglas for so long, she was running behind.
Opening the gate, she stopped then blinked several time; there was Kathryn, naked. She looked like some obscene feast. There were no less than three grooms - servicing her was the only way to describe it. Or was it, she was servicing them?
Kathryn was sitting astride one groom while another mounted her from behind. The last she was sucking down, a seemingly endless throat. It would have to be from the size of the cock shoved down it, her cheeks hollowed out as she pulled on it greedily. Six pairs of hands were all over her body: pulling, pinching, squeezing and slapping. They seemed to work in some strange rhythm as their bodies moved. Buffy wondered if Kathryn's breasts could actually return to their normal shape from the mauling they were getting. It was like watching some kind of strange animal that moved its arms and legs at the same time, then in tandem. The groom in Kathryn's mouth shouted as he came; which set off a chain reaction in the other two as they shouted soon after. Kathryn was licking and sucking the groom clean almost like a mother cat.
"My goodness Kitty-Cat, have you ever thought of going pro? I hear porn pays big bucks these days. Seems every time I walk into a room, you have a cock shoved, well somewhere." Buffy stood leaning against the doorway holding Angel's lead rope. "I don't have time for his stall to be sterilized, so you will find him a new home. Since Kitty-Cat likes this one, move her horse here." Buffy looked at the grooms.
"Wait just a minute, bitch, Sheba isn't moving anywhere. You don't like the accommodations for that overgrown mutt then don't ride at the school." Kathryn stood there naked, hands on her hips. I have just fucked all three of the grooms for that stall; no way is she taking it away.
"Are you really going to stand there screeching until someone comes to see what's wrong? Now that will be an interesting picture for the yearbook." Buffy turned to leave as Kathryn grabbed her arm. She spun back around hitting the brunette in the chest with the palm of her hand. Kathryn shot backwards, if not for the grooms, she would have hit the back of the stall.
"Don't start what you can't finish. I told you before not to touch me, please pay attention. I have a car waiting." She looked at the head groom, trying to keep her eyes on his face. "Scott, right? I've already taken care of Angel. He just needs to be fed and bedded down for the night. I would have done it but you can see the snag with that plan. Damn it put your clothes on Kathryn. You have taken up so much time the others will be showing up any minute. Hurry up." Buffy closed the stall door then pulled Angel behind her.
"Oh, Mr. Douglas, would you hold Angel for me? Kathryn wanted to change stalls but she had an emergency. I need to move Sheba it will only take a minute."
"I'll help her, Mr. Douglas. I have already bedded Socrates down for the night. I think one of the other students was looking for you though," Sebastian offered.
"Thank you, Sebastian. I had better go see what the matter is now."
"Bastian, just hold his head firmly. He doesn't like it if I walk away from him, so he might try to come after me. I'll be right back." Buffy took off in a sprint down to a stall in the middle of the stables.
He watched her back Sheba out of her stall. Moving Angel forward cautiously so as not to lose control of the big black, Sebastian eased closer trying to see what was going on. How does she control this beast? His eyes grew wide when he saw Kathryn then Scott, Tim, and John walking out of a stall. She wouldn't have, not here where anybody... Oh, Kathryn, are you completely off your nut.
Scott took Sheba from Buffy moving her into the stall they had just vacated. Kathryn tried to yank her away but Buffy merely picked her cousin up, putting her in Tim's arms pointing away from the stables. Sebastian wished he could hear what they were saying because Tim carried Kathryn out of stables disappearing from sight.
Buffy walked back over, taking Angel's lead and walked him into his new stall. "I don't want her near Angel. What you choose to do is your business; I could care less if she chooses to fuck fifty of you at once. If I find out, she is allowed to hurt my horse, in any way, while you are supposed to be watching him that is mine."
"We'll make sure he is safe, ma'am," Scott replied.
"It's just Buffy. I'm not trying to be the world's biggest bitch to you. My cousin would think nothing of hurting Angel to get back at me though. I won't allow that to happen."
"You might want to check Sheba's withers; looks like Kathryn took the crop to her, as well," Sebastian stated.
Buffy spun around moving quickly over to the little grey mare. She smoothed her hand over the slices on the horse's back quarters. "That bitch! You won't have to worry about Kathryn coming to the stables after today. There will be a trailer here from the island to pick up Sheba, as soon as possible. Don't worry about it my grandmother will okay the orders; you will not be in the middle of any of this mess." She stormed out of the stables as Sebastian hurried after her.
"Buffy, calm down before you do something that you will regret."
"Oh, I'm not going to confront her right now; I know I'm too pissed off. If I got within arms reach of her, I might be tempted to snap her cruel little neck. No, I will find another way to keep her out of the stables; she won't even realize it until it is all over. Tim has her occupied, probably banging her against the side of the stable as we speak. She has really pushed a button for me Bastian. Come at me all you want, I know how to defend myself and will. But, when people hurt innocents...well let's just say its kind of my own personal campaign to kick their asses. I am just learning how to do it a different way that is all."