Well, what’s a guy to do? While Randy was eating a box lunch, Barb talked to me and Paul. “He fucks like a dream, but I need the whole package. I ...ant to try out his (ooh!) tongue. So far it’s (giggle) going OK. Alright, better than (moan) OK. Say, could one of you get me a (oh my God!) condom?” I looked at Paul, who told me that he was the only one in the house not getting laid. At least he could watch, and I should go get the lady a condom. I got the lady a condom. Barb took the condom in her. He smiled when he saw Inga and he stepped back and let us in. He locked the door after us and never said a word. Inga still didn't know where she was.Al motioned for me to follow him and he led the way down the hallway to a different room this time. As we neared the room I could hear a low murmur of muted conversation coming from within. The conversation came to a sudden stop when we entered.I looked around the room. There were six rows of theater seats against the wall on our left and the back. Looks like you are exercising," my father said with approval."You didn't call very often over the last quarter. I hope you are getting over Caroline," mother said.Caroline? With everything going on I haven't thought of her in weeks. "I am fine, Mom. I got over Caroline. I've just been very busy with the classes, the seminar, and all the publications. I've also been working on licensing some of my software."I decided not to mention anything about my encounter with the knife. My wound healed with. The kitchen cabinet that served as his pantry was filled with many food items from that particular store.Since it was the weekend he would be making a list and going to both the dollar store and the grocery section of the Walmart later that day. Between the two he could find all he needed. The two cheapest places in town were still way too expensive in his opinion.After the coffee and the morning update of the news, Eddie took a shower and dressed for the wait. He had no idea how long it would.