In thirty-plus years of not strictly academic work, enough scavengers dogged his footsteps to keep Doc suspicious of any familiarity. First the monk a...d then the old man.“Don’t ask Andrew how he knows anything,” interrupted the monk. “He will probably tell you that he has been expecting you all day.”“All week,” the old man confessed.“You have the advantage of me,” Doc said skeptically. “I’ve only expected to be here for the past three or four hours.”“I have reached that age where I am always. “Carma, I hope you haven’t replaced me. I still need a job.”“Wendy, you are like a daughter to me. You will have a job here whenever you need one. You can even have an office here like Clarice,” Carma laughed. Clarice didn’t have an office. She had a booth.The party on Sunday was the most unusual graduation party I’ll ever attend. We had to get a special permit from the city. When Wendy told us what she wanted for a party, she got our full cooperation. When word got out there were grads from. He was delighted with her progress and told her laughingly that he never wanted to see her again.No one that had been invited to the wedding declined to come. They had just over fifty guests. While they had invited the Crossleys, Hollises, Nicolsons, Roberts and Jean Robbins they had sent a blanket invitation for twelve more of the police to attend.Frank Edwards gave the bride away. Nick Crossley was Steven's best man. Nell was Becca's one and only bridesmaid. The Damsels acted as ushers. It. Guess he got me right where they wanted. Again I tried to explain to Jon, they are way to young for me and way to young for sex. I said I couldn't date boys that wasn't even old enough to drive a car. But, it was like talking to a doorknob :( Or two doorknobs ... Nobs! Big horny bullying knobs :o--Earlier that morning I'd been waxing up. I decided to go all gothic metalbabe on them, cause they seemed to be very boring, into trashy music, pumping iron while watching wrestling and violent.