"What color gloves did you have in mind?" White." Well, let's see what we can do." She led Sammi to another part of the store. "I have shoes against t...e wall. Purses, I'd suggest a clasp purse, and have you considered what jewelry you'll want to wear?"Sammi sighed happily. She saw a whole rack of earrings, another of necklaces, a third of bracelets, and three racks of clasp purses. She checked her watch. She could happily spend the rest of the day, and most of the evening, trying and choosing. I actually find it rather annoying, but drive on, nevertheless.Parking the car outside a small home, I get out, and then rush around to open their door. Both women look up to me stunned, and I realize that I’d super-speeded again. I’m really going to need to watch that! This time, however, I’m able to associate the energy drain with the action.Becky stops just outside the door, and seems to hesitate. “I’ve never brought anybody home like this,” she murmurs to me.“Well, if you’re not going to go. Jay Alexander — he retired from the cops when he got his twenty in. Just starting out in the private sector.” She tapped the file, “Something like this ... he’ll do the prelims for $500.”“I hate to state the obvious...”“I have an in at Carswell. She’ll let me know whenever Gunther has a visitor scheduled. Jay will be there. Or I will, one of us.”“Good.” I handed her a copy of my Gunther file. Much thicker. I said, “This includes a first peek at the Linkletter connection. Gunther gave him a. He, at least, was free of the clich?d responses; he didn't want to "watch" nor was he convinced that she could "cured" by meeting a "real man", a viewpoint she had heard far too often and found deeply insulting. It wasn't just the clich?s, her real bug-bear were those who thought that being a lesbian was all she was, who never went past that to see her as a human being.Anyway, even if she did secretly fancy Jessica a little bit, her gaydar hadn't detected the slightest sign of any interest..