" Cool." I needed to get cleaned up."You like Chinese?" Ransom asked me and I giggled. "What?" Nothing," I shook my head. "I just been seeing oriental...stuff everywhere I look. It's good, yeah." Heh ... Okay," he was grinning.It's always sorta awkward being with someone like that. I mean, I'd gotten picked up before, you know, taken home after a night out and there's always a little time it takes to adjust. Outside is one thing, you can act a little weird there, but inside a home? Fuck. I never. I drove to her house and when we were in her room she said, "Plans have changed." Okay," I said."How would you like to go to a club where there are mostly people just like us and we can hold hands and dance?" she asked."You mean it?" I cried. "I'd love to!"We bathed together and she shaved under my arms and trimmed my pussy hair short. We put my hair up in the most adult style we knew and I put on a garter belt and nylons. I was trying several dresses from her closet when Patrick came in. I was. Nieces and Nephews were one thing, his own offspring was quite another. The closest he came to "tying the knot" was when he proposed to Captain Mary Lynch after one too many in the O-club in Quantico, VA. He had recently returned from a particularly nasty tour of duty in Afghanistan and was filled with a sense of wanting to leave a Jack Junior around to carry on the line of Bostonian Maloney males.He was suitably relieved and forever grateful to young Captain Lynch for laughing off his moment. With my head in my hands I said, "I have no choice, I agree."He pushed my phone and wallet back across the table. They had been takenfrom me in the van on the way here. I was thankful I hadn't brought thenew burner phone with me to the Muay Thai."Whenever you make contact or meet Jandaeng, text me on this number. Useit any time of the day or night. Is that clear?" He pushed a piece ofpaper across the table."What if he's bugging the phone?" We have installed encryption software. Even if he is.