Yada yeah, I know, sure I know it isn’t my first arrest, just get it over with, I thought it but didn’t say it when he finished the claptrap right... bullshit I spoke for the first time, “Yeah, sure I understand.” I didn’t have time for this shit, I have another job and a boat to catch.“Take her downtown,” the plainclothes detective told them. “Pat her down good be sure she doesn’t have anything concealed. Leave me some evidence bags before you go.”Tweddle Dumb felt my body all over, I can feel. Pat and I were sure that it was no small demonstration of his persuasiveness, as most Masters and Senior Masters were not inclined to sit on panels that tested the O'Connells. There were still stories from the time of our Mothers and Aunts that left them uncomfortable. They needn't have worried, as Shannon and Sheena passed their Master's test easily.After a break for lunch, it was Clare and Cathleen's turn to be tested. They were very nervous, but Pat and I accompanied them to the Grove for. . well, three stories actually.I."Joan" is probably my wife's closest friend. They've been friends since college. Long time. For nearly ten years we used to go on vacation with Joan, her (ex)husband & their three boys in Mexico.The boys were little - the youngest was five, the middle eight, the oldest ten. They were a handful, but basically good. We all got along well & settled into an amicable "family" routine. It was fun. I enjoyed it.One year we were there & the little town we went to was. She stared at me with a little disappointed look at my choice of sleep wear. She said, "I thought you might be sporting a sexier outfit!" I replied that my sexy outfits were for special occasions. Her face frowned and she replied, "I'm not special enough?" We did not last long on the couch before the alcohol took it's toll. Both started to drift off to sleep. I recommended that we go onto bed - which she agreed. I told her she could have the bed I would take the couch. Again she looked at me.