I casually wonder if Mr. Smiles has gotten his walking papers yet. But that case is closed.I have a few other cases open as well. Okay, quite a few. B...ing in the news helped. The publicity from the Satanist thing was full of rumors and out and out lies, but I came off great. You read my press and I come off like a cross between Sam Spade and Abraham Van Helsing.Bullshit or not, it's been really good for business.But my cases right now are all pretty routine stuff. They can go on the back burner. Except, I remembered now, Allison was always bringing in holiday decorations in and out of the apartment. Since at least Halloween and it certainly would have had a lot of empty Christmas tree or decorations boxes that I don’t remember seeing in any closet. She must have been storing things there… and I had never thought to search that shed for alcohol, I had forgotten we had it entirely! A few minutes later a shed door opened (ours) and Allison came out. In the nick of time I had dived behind. ”Anna smiles, “Look, I’m prepared to work a deal, but not be robbed. How much for both vehicles, no trade in, straight cash payment?”His eyes go wide. “Please come in and let me check a few things. The absolute best I can do for you is twenty-three thousand for the two, but I’m sure I can sweeten the deal. I can’t go below the book value on the cars, no matter what. But I can throw some extras in. OK?” She nods yes and follows the man inside the showroom.They enter an office in the corner and. Ironically enough, she was on the couch again, but this time alone and clothed. We exchanged our hellos, she was watching some show, so I went to my room to drop off my stuff. When I came back, she asked if we were cool and all with what happened the night before. ‘Sure I said, I really liked it. I’m just curious if it was a night thing or will we have fun again.’ She cracked a smile and said, ‘Well I really like sex and I like pussy as much as cock, so having your roommate readily available.