” She smiled, took my hand and led me to a set of stairs. We walked up a flight of stairs to a landing. She stopped turned and kissed me. Her tongue...probing my mouth, her hands groping my ass and I played with her full c cups. She was panting when she took my hand and led me up the last flight of stairs. We came to the top of the stairs to a door that said “Private, Employees Only” she turned and opened the door. It was not an office as I expected. There was a desk and computer, but also an. “I have a card for you,” I said, and pushed the envelope across the table. The one with the five crisp one hundred dollar bills between the cheap Hallmark phrases.She looked at it and raised an eyebrow. When I nodded, she gathered it up and slid it into her purse without a second glance. I was impressed that she didn’t feel the need to check.“So,” she said, “you’re a friend of Ethan’s.”I nodded. “Long time friends.”Ethan had been the one to recommend the very private agency that Lisa worked. Howard saw a hammer at Cecily's feet and a cardboard box containing nails, waiting for her breasts. Waiting. Howard looked at the hammer and then up at the tree, and he wondered. Could he really take the hammer and drive those long nails through Cecily's tits, knowing that it would hurt Lucy?Could Howard inflict this wrong on the one he cared for? Could he live with his guilt?He knew himself well enough to know that he couldn't, because it was too much. He could do the former, but not the. "Angela, my dear, there isn't anythingout there that science cannot explain. If something appears to be...'weird' as you say, it's just because we don't have enough data orbecause science hasn't caught up yet. We are constantly refining ourunderstanding of-" Oh, but that's not how it is!" Angela said, stirring in her seat."Sometimes things are just like... totally whacky. People see ghosts,or frogs fall from the sky, or things appear out of nowhere." Angela, I took you up here to talk about.