"I'm Manuel." I really shouldn't." she said. "I need to work."He smiled. "We're the only people here, and there doesn't seem much else to do. We've be...n driving for 2 days now and we've only seen each other, we could use some company."She reluctantly sat next to him. "Where are you headed?" she asked."Just down to Pittsburgh, so only about another hour to go."She engaged in light conversation for the next 20 minutes, with all of the men, although Manuel was the only one that really spoke. She. It sounded a lot like..."Oh for fuck sake John, you always get your way!"John? Johnathan Hillstrand? What the hell was she doing with Johnathan Hillstrand? And was that Andy? It WAS Andy! Bunny tried to turn her head to the side. She could make out black. Everything was black. Phil's boat wasn't black. Why was she on the Time Bandit?She felt her legs being lifted. Then, something cold and wet was pressing against her clit.John had spit onto his fingers."What the fuck are you doing?" asked. All of them didn't amount to a hill of beans; if he put his mind to it he could wrap them up this afternoon, but maybe tomorrow would be better for Jason. It wasn't much to keep him busy until Ralph Gerjevic called, hopefully Friday, and then at least they could be headed back south to where things were remotely warm.About all he managed to get done that afternoon was stopping by the city hall to pay the tax bill. It really wasn't all that bad but seemed unreasonable when he considered how much. I opened it and there was Mary. I was pissed but how much could I take out on her? She chose this lifestyle."Helen, may I come in? I need to talk to you."I let her in; I needed answers and I was sure she had some of them. She came in and sat down. She looked cute standing there and I knew I probably looked like hell; at least I felt that way.I spoke first as I poured Mary a cup of coffee. "Mary, I want to know why all this happened. John knew how I felt about swinging. Did he set it up?" I'm so.