In a voice that I knew was loud enough for Angie to hear I said "Hey mom, are there any of those brownies left? I'm kinda hungry." "Yes, there's a cou...le" she said. "I was just coming to say good night and tell you that your dad and I are going shopping in the morning." Then she walked past me headed for Angie's room and I thought shit was going to hit the fan. She opened Angie's door and just sticking her head inside said "Your dad and I are going shopping in the morning Angie. Good night.". " "This next." She said as she held out a small wad of black, shiny material."What's that?" I said as I finished adjusting the pantyhose."It's a lace teddy. Think of it underwear for your torso." How do I put it on?" I said examining it. It was small, tiny even. Very soft to the touch."Snap crotch." She said poking her head in a bag she picked up off the floor. It said 'Kaufman's' on it. I located the crotch, and indeed, there were two snaps. I opened it up and tried to pull it on like a under. Even while he was setting me up to murder an innocent man for him. Jonathan stood slowly, his body relaxed, prepared for whatever came. “There’s the money we agreed on,” he said softly, “two mil, take it, go to an island somewhere, get a tan.” I nodded, making my way around the coffee table, ignoring the money, never taking my eyes away from Jonathan. He smiled then, a real smile that made it all the way to his eyes. “You and your damn honor,” he whispered as he took his gun out of his holster.. It had come closer and mom stood in the middle of the road waving it to stop. It was a four wheel drive. We walked toward the car. The window opened, we say 3 men drinking and chilling. Mom said, is this car going to Goa. The man on the driving seat said, “for you baby, we can go to hell. Come in baby” Mom said thanks and we sat in the back seat. The driver drove off. The man with us in the back seat was very much drunk and said to my mom “your boobs are nice”. Mom didn’t want any trouble so.