Col sat on the low futon sofabed when they came in. He leaned back contentedly on his hands. He loved the low bed because it didn’t make him feel li...e someone was going to smack his nose for scrambling up on it and getting mud on the sheets. They almost always came back to hers to spend time together. He liked Bryony’s bedsit much more than his flat which had nothing in it but his clean clothes and obsessively neatly arranged music collection. Col could hear Bryony putting a bowl of fresh water. I went to my room to change in to something dry .In about 15 minutes I herd her call “bring me something dry to wear Please.”I rummage around and find a oversize t-shirt and my dressings gown that makes me look like Arthur dent. (Aunts’ can give you the damnest Christmas presents .) Abigail started yelling again that she had nothing to wear. As I knocked on the bathroom door I said “ Don’t panic wear these.” A small hand appeared as the door cracked opened and whisked the clothes inside as. Jim looks back at Ricky."So what's being done by the state Sheriff?" We've notified them and given them Scott and Kari's description. They've put out a statewide alert. With Texas so close, we've notified the FBI and asked for their help. Just in case they cross the stateline. But they want proof before they come in."Jim smiles as he looks at the window."Don't worry. I'll take care of the FBI. They'll be here tomorrow Sheriff."Pulling the squad car over to the side of the highway, Ricky turns. She smiled at her friend, “I know you enjoy giving me pain H, and it will be six long months before you can use me again, though I suspect your apprentice will do you justice. Tonight, I want you to teach him to use needles, there a box of them on the side over there, and I am here awaiting your ministrations my lover.” H stepped forward and kissed her, “I understand, my sweet and I will show him how and then again tomorrow, when I shall dress you as I have a treat for you and at the station.