” Ricardo looked around Diego’s work area and saw the small mirrored sphere the compadre had suspended nearby. “Very good, Diego, simple and eff...ctive.” Ricardo pulled up a chair. “So tell me, what did you learn today?”Diego sighed and stretched. “To be honest, not a heck of a lot. We might be at the end of the line with milking information out of this console.”Ricardo gave a deep frown of disapproval and took a moment to crack his knuckles. “I’d be very sorry to hear that.”“I’m doing my best,. Nothing heavy, just some marijuana now and then, some snorted Ritalin and vodkashots to make the party last longer, be more fun. To get me started. I had my hair to my waist, bleached an allmost white blonde, my skin covered in black and grey tattoos of trees, flowers and vines, all intertwined.This perticular friday night, I had my hair braided in two braids, some skintight patent leather tights in black and a bandeau top, also black, leaving my flat stomach bare, letting my pierced. "I'll drive you back when we're done." But what will people say?" That they saw two soccer moms in the same car, how often must that happen every day in America?" We both laughed, easing the awkwardness, but not the sexual tension that had been building. "I want this, Kate." No, you want me to lick your pussy, now say it." It was only a few blocks back to my place. Wednesday was Mike's golf night, nine holes before it got dark and my son was away at college. Not that I wasn't going to tell. "Oh, Uncle Gary!" Jenny sobbed, "What am I gonna do!?"I knelt in front of her and took her hand. "I won't lie to you Jenny." I said, sincerely, "You will hurt for a while. How long is pretty much up to you. After a time, though, things will gradually get better. In a shorter time than you think, you'll be laughing again, but he'll always be with you. Through the pain, and after it fades, your father's memory will stay with you." But I don't have anywhere to go!" she cried, "Mom's a lush, and.