I'd been worried about returning to Houston so soon after my staged demise. I feared being recognized by someone who knew me as Vince Smith.I said, "I...don't want to feel like a mushroom during this mission, though." In the dark eating shit?" Greg said with a grin."Precisely." I understand. I'll keep you fully and promptly informed. I'll be leaving for Houston tomorrow. Frank will be going with me. Use David as your driver while we're gone." Yes, sir!" I said with a grin and a salute.Greg. "Would you do me a big favor boy?" If I can,sure Frank." Well,could you get me a pair of your moms panties?A pair that she mighthave worn before if you can."Mark smiled,he knew excatly how the man felt,he loved sniffing his momspanties and Cindi's as well.He found a pair that had a slight pee stain and had lain in the hamper sincehis mom and dad had left.Frank was delighted as he held them over his noseand sniffed."Ah yes,damm I love that."Mark laughed as he said,"Yeah,me too."He told Frank how. ." Susan remarked, kiddingly. Her wrapper was off, now, revealing her curvaceous body."You'll do... until I find a better one," the customer told her, his hungry eyes sweeping over her luscious, naked body.Linda drove their little, foreign car home from her afternoon's nude modeling stint at The Camera's Eye, feeling more than usual that state of being half sexually aroused. Having strange men's eyes devour her curvaceously nude body and knowing that later they would be enjoying seeing her,. I’m sure that when Stephie’s time comes, it’ll be foremost in my mind.”“I see that a lot with men and women your age,” he said. “God tends to come to mind only when they’re suffering or people they love are suffering. That’s especially true when they’ve had bad experiences with religion in the past, or they’re completely unchurched.”We finished our lunch, and as we stood to part, I asked for his blessing as I had the last time, and told him that I’d see him at Pascha.March 22, 1987, Chicago,.