”“First ride?”“Yeah.”“You’ll get used to it soon enough. Let’s get your suitcase and shit and go inside. I’ll call my friend and you...can shower or do whatever while we wait.”Silently, Melinda follows him as he takes her suitcase off the bike and refuses her to carry it herself. Once inside his home, she notices that the inside is immaculate. Light gray carpet, black leather furniture, glass tables. Everything is so modern and clean lines that she stands there and takes in the room longer than. She was dressed in her work outfit, a pleated white blouse (which looked like the shirt you wear under a tux), a black bow tie, a short, tight black skirt and black mesh hose. "Nothing," good answer, s*s! "Don't tell me ... what's this?!" Mom stooped and picked up my polaroid. Luckily, my face wasn't in the shot. "Uh, I was, uh, well ..." "You were masturbating, weren't you, karen?" Relieved beyond belief, Karen copped to the lesser charge. "Yes, Mom, yes I was. I'm so sorry. I'll never do it. Meanwhile I sternly told her, "That'll teach you to play possum trying to eavesdrop on what we were saying." I wasn't playing possum. I just woke up." Tsk, tsk," I said, sounding just like Mom. "You should know better than to lie to me, Donna."Apparently not, because she lied to me again, "I wasn't lying. I just woke up."It wasn't worth having a battle over it, so I just said, "I'll get a headstart on breakfast while you get dressed." I gave Carol and Julia an NP-brush on the cheek, then left. Bethany, I think it is time foryou to leave.Here's a burner phone, I let Charles know to contact you in one hour. Youtwo can discuss the recordings. He going to get you started on makingsome more wards, we need to have the energy release appear to follow whatwe've simulated. Finally, I need you to go out the front door and wanderaround out front for a couple of minutes; you need to pretend to belooking for something. I am hoping you will distract the observer, whileI try and look at the light.