She then typed in a code, which with hindsight Tom wished he had watched, and then pulled open the heavy door. Inside was a space 3 foot by 3 foot and...4 foot high. As Hannah had promised it was easily big enough to accommodate him. ?OK, just sit inside and see what it feels like,? Hannah said, with her ankles crossed and nervously slipping one high heeled shoe on and off.Tom opened the door a little wider and then carefully climbed in and sat down with his knees drawn up in front of him. He. She tapped Andrea on the shoulder, and Andrea reluctantly rolled off of Mom."Hey! I don't recall asking you two to stop!" She said playfully. But Catalina was all business."Shhh! You no longer in charge here, Amanda! You're at our mercy now!" Oh, is that so-" was all Mom could say before Catalina lifted Mom's leg and slid her own leg underneath, forming a scissors with their two crotches caressing each other. Mom took in a sharp breath."Oh, fuck, I want this. I want ... oh ... my .... Roger has already given me his blessing." Roger?" That's what he requested I call him." Sears looked at me. It was more like he was staring straight inside me."You. You called Clarkson. About Whitney." Yes Sir, I did." He just nodded his head. "I'll speak to your people about a show. Would it be appropriate to have a full band? It could get loud." You've never heard these guns go off. This is the Navy, son. Yes tell my people you can have a band. You'd still do Elvis?" Of course."I contacted. ’ ‘You can call me Connie, Ken. The nickname sounds more familiar and less formal. Unlike you, I don’t mind it.’ At that point the police finally showed up. The squad car slid to a stop with the lights blazing and the siren squalling. Thankfully they turned off the siren when they stopped, but the red and blue lights kept strobing. Ken looked up and there was the same policeman who had given him such a hard time before. ‘You again. Who the hell are you, the lone ranger or something? You want.