"Just meet us here and I'll drive," he suggested."Like hell you will not trap me in a car with Jeremy for five minutes, let alone all the way to Dobso...," I said."Shit you are no fun at all. Alright meet me at the Cafe in the Square," he said."They aren't open on Sunday," I replied."Just be there at noon tomorrow," he said as he hung up on me.I smiled as I went to the kitchen to have a glass of peppermint shine. It was good even if I couldn't get anyone else to think so." I watched a TV show. . so tired... ," he mumbled as he hit his bed. I pulled the covers over him and kissed him on the cheek."Habit," I said."S'okay... s'nice...", he mumbled just before he started to snore.The rest of the week went pretty much the same way. I'd tease him mercilessly, then drug him. Near the end of the week, he was in a state of perpetual arousal. He had a bulge in his pants even before he walked in from work. I don't know how he even made it through work, though he told me later that he thought he. Cleo was nodding. "Yeah when you were missing he was like a useless puppy, if I turned around, I'd run smack into him. I finally just had him running to the stables and back to see if you'd shown up about every 20 minutes or so, just like Amanda's brother! He's got the hots for you. You should take him up on the offer, trust me, he's not as bad as he seems. He's mostly ... Well never mind"Cleo stopped whatever it was she was going to say."Ok," Cleo said, "So ok it's not Dean." Dismissing Dean. "What's that?" I don't know," admitted Kim. "I thought it came by regular mail but there's no return address or stamps on it. And who uses regular mail anymore? It's all electronic or courier service. It just says 'Pam Maguire and Kim McCall'." Strange. We haven't been "McCall' and 'Maguire' in seventy years." I know. And no address either, just our names. What do you suppose it is?" Well open it and see," advised Pam.Kim shrugged and unfolded the metal clasp. "It's not even sealed," she.