It‘s hard to think it‘s wrong when it is so delicious. Even my boyfriends were never that good.”Vanessa chimed in: “Stop it, Phyllis. You�...re making me wet and besides I just enjoy it all and don’t think about the ’right’ or ’wrong’ part of it. It relaxes me and there aren’t any complications.” “I’m not judging you, either of you,” Sherry said and we all had some more wine. Vanessa went to the kitchen for another bottle. It was getting warm in the room. Toby was resting in the corner of. "It's just that I wondered what her services were like. I wondered if I might find some therapy useful after all the trouble last year, with my husband leaving and everything." Oh," said George. "Well, I don't know. I'm not sure if that's really the sort of thing she deals with, I mean I don't know but that doesn't sound like her sort of thing. I mean you could ask her. Probably the best idea but not her sort of area of expertise, I would guess." George was conscious that he was babbling on and. Where you going?’ He asked. ‘I got something I want to check on. I should be there about half an hour after you get there.’ I said. He nodded and climbed into the truck and rolled out towards the house. Jess looked at me. ‘Where are we going?’ She asked. ‘Well, I took a key off of Darrell after I shot him. Its for a storage locker I think at the train station. I wanted to see if there was anything in it.’ I said to her. She looked up at me. ‘Wanna do something dirty on the way home?’ She asked,. We load the bags of Vanessa’s clothes in the truck. Josie gives a hug and says ‘Be careful, you call me every day and let me know your are safe.’ Josie then turns to me and says ‘I don’t know you but you seem to be a nice guy. You better take good care of her and she better come back safe. ‘ Josie walks to the back of my truck and takes out her phone and take sa picture of my license plate. Then she walks back up to me and takes a picture of me and Vanessa together. Vanessa asks ‘What are you.