.. nor did she seem to struggle, for her eyes were dimmed and uncertain. Fierce resentment filled his animal body, yet the shelter with its glass barr...ers shielded them from him! He could do nothing but watch... and wait for the moment of his vengeance... !Link Morgan's sudden appearance in Lydia Newell's bedroom struck Jean as being a strange phenomenon, but in her drugged state it meant little to her. Even her exposed nakedness before him raised no sense of embarrassment or shame; only his. I won't have that crap in my house." Then, I guess you won't have me." She stood up and started toward the door.I followed her and grabbed her bag before she did."Hey, that's mine."Pulling out her keys, I shoved them into my jean pocket. "You'll have to walk."She didn't verbalize what she felt, but slammed the door hard enough on the way out to knock the picture of my nieces and nephews off the wall.After I cleaned up the glass from the frame, I opened the box of bears and taking them out one. "Yep. Wide awake. How was your day?" "Ugh. Glad it's Friday. I'm free for two days." "I'm free all the time. But you know that." Of course, she knew I was completely retired. "I know." "I spent the day on the beaches. Climbing over rocks and kicking sand. I know you love to do that too." "Yes. I do. Where are you?" She knew I was close. "Just a bit north of San Francisco. I think I could be in your area in about two or three hours." "Okay. Okay." "Anyway, I was going to cut back east again.. The class, that particular position completed, stepped away a pace, turning to face one another, she with a self-satisfied smile appearing on her face as her eyes dropped to his wet fronted trunks. John now conscious of her gaze, blushing the colour of a fire engine and avoiding her smile! Like sumo wrestlers they bowed to one another, a class habit, then embarrassed beyond belief he scuttled away to the showers. He never saw her again, she had gone by his getting out at the final whistle, and.