The restrooms were in order, probably cleaned shortly before death struck. There weren’t enough stools in the ladies’, but the men’s had two, an... they were also clean.Exiting the restrooms, they could hear Loki and Boner barking and howling. As they rounded the shelves, they saw a bear and two smallish cubs. Mama clearly wasn’t excited about sharing her food supply. The dogs had entered the store and appeared to be stalking her cubs. She snarled at the tangle of women standing back, and then. She could still go home and get her vibrator again. She kicked away her shoes and pulled her socks off. Stop it, dammit! She threw down her bra and panties and walked through the door, and straight into the cell.Claire could feel Gruthsorik's cold gaze on her as she entered. She was in great shape, the result of the building having some exercise equipment and her using it often just to break the daily tedium. Her long dark hair swayed with each step. Gruthsorik stood up with great effort,. .."Maybe the desperation, that pride, or something more simple, like the inability to say stop, drove her to take that final step into the darkness.She couldn't say, only part of her knew this was all wrong.That even Valerie was all wrong... not always, not usually, just of late. Nothing she could put her fingers on, nothing she could actually state even to herself, but the intuition was there.Suppressed only by her sanity.She entered through the double doors, waiting for the light...Then. [family X] was driving thru and stayed the night, and you k**s all stayed up playing in the basement."She sent a scan of the photo to her friend Mrs. X, copying me and Milly* on the email.I'm in a corner now. I have to call Milly and ask if she'd like to get together for lunch or something. And she does.And she is fucking CUTE.So we have lunch on a Thursday and make plans for dinner on Friday.[An aside. The boss at my new Atlanta office is maybe 50, has a couple of k**s and his wife is a.