"Mr. Andrews office, this is Patty speaking." Patty, I need to talk with Brent please?" I stammered."I'm sorry can I ask whose calling please?" Yeah t...is is Kevin, his son." Did you say son?" Yeah his son KEVIN!" I'm sorry, Mr. Andrews is in a meeting right now. Can a take a messagefor you and have him call you back?" No. No, that's alright."I flew upstairs into my room and grabbed my black slacks off of thefloor and button up shirt. I pulled up the pants and cinched the beltdown on the last. . Over." She flipped her blonde hair aside, and looked at me with her blue eyes. "I should go see if mom needs help with dinner. See ya later!" With that she was off, flipping me the ball, and leaving me to watch her firm ass as she jogged across the road. She really was hot. Maybe someday... ***A few days later, I was again perusing the site, sorting through the photos. One caught my eye, and required another look. The picture was very artistic, which immediately made it stand out from the. No one did. No cars moved away from the scene quickly. No one was seen running away from the scene of the crime. Everything looked, and seemed normal. What no one saw was Liz closing the small opening to the rear door of her rented van. While everyone looked around, she broke down her rifle, put it back in its case, returned to the driver’s seat, and waited for traffic to start moving past the scene of the crime. When it did, she moved into the flow of traffic, rubbernecked as every other. It's been a while." Yeah, I really should get involved with more magic villains, so thatwe can spend more time together," Tony remarked.Abby scrunched her face up in distaste. "I think you misunderstand.It being a while is a good thing." Ouch," Tony responded, wincing slightly. "I see your tongue is ascold and biting as ever." Only with you, Tony," Abby told him, smiling sweetly.Having snuck my way out of the back seat in the midst of this exchange,I coughed loudly. "Ahem, only him?"Abby.