"I logged off the computer, and then went into the kitchen and poured myself of cup of eggnog, and added a little bit more rum than usual to it. Why n...t, maybe it could warm up my spirit.I then walked into the living room, went over to the sofa, sat down, and pulled back the curtain to see if it was snowing yet. After all, I'm always wishing for a White Christmas.Some of Jack Frost's handiwork covered the window and the streetlight looked like a refracted halo. I scraped some of the ice away,. ‘I don’t care what the police say, Mr. Morris didn’t do it.’ ‘I know he didn’t, Honey,’ Nancy said. She was surprised there wasn’t even a trace of doubt in her mind about Ben’s innocence. She knew, as sure as she was sitting on her daughter’s bed with Dawn sobbing in her arms, that Ben Morris hadn’t done what he was accused of doing. ‘I wonder if Ben has a lawyer yet,’ Nancy mused while her daughter continued to sob. Ever the businesswoman, she continued to think about what would have to. I was obsessed with being as smooth as possible. I went through my shower routine which also involved all shaving requirements. Once I was dried off, I decided to apply some scented lotion. It wasn’t a masculine thing to do, but for some reason I wasn’t feeling that way. I was more concerned about how I would look and feel to the touch than anything else. It was minutes after I finished my grooming when the doorbell rang. My heart raced with anticipation and my palms began to feel a bit. " Relax. We must just be early." He said honing in on a table big enough for four and claimed it before any of the rowdy youth on the dance-floor could steal it.The two ordered drinks and watched the dancers. They were all young and wore shorts that revealed their thighs and hips. Tyler would be a lying man if he said he didn't like what he saw, even if it forced him to notice his age.Amber was watching the men on the dance-floor. Her eyes locked onto the bulges on their arms and the one in.