From the way he was carrying himself, as he approached my office door, I could tell that he hadn't completely recovered from the car accident he'd rec...ntly been involved in. His previous vehicle had been totalled in the crash. The driver of the other car hadn't been insured, and the good reverend had carried only the state minimum coverage on his van. I suppose he'd felt that God would protect him from loss. Hadn't quite worked out that way."Gary, I came by to give you back the money you. I linger just too long before taking her hand and shaking it. It's so nice to meet you 'G' purss from her red painted lips. At the same timeher husband reappears cattying a silver tray with coffee and tea on it. Not wanting to meet his Wifes piecing eyes I look down and notice his feet or more his ankles where they are not covered by his trousers. It look like instead of socks he's wearing something similar to fishnet stocking in pattern, each to their own I think. “I see you like my piece” the. Doug shook his head. "No you didn't. Sure you've got the curves,boobs, and hair, but your face and voice are a little different too -more mature and clearly female. I didn't mention either of thosethings."That point brought a frown to my features. Doug was right that hehadn't mentioned either of those things, which meant that verbalizingthings wasn't necessary. There was no way for me to know what mightchange or when. There might be nothing of me left by the time itstopped. It might. Some had two. Etuate turned on the sound system and the spotlights and soon a party was brewing.Once Gretchen had her rum & coke in hand, Jim took her aside."I hate to tell you this, Gretch, but you've got a pretty noticeable wet spot from our game earlier.Gretchen looked down and saw that the crotch of her khakis was a lot darker than the rest of her pants."Oh my God!" she exclaimed, then snorted and giggled. She had come down enough to be a bit embarrassed, but still found her predicament.