Now, let me make you some coffee." OK. But I think I deserve an explanation." Carmelo's my cousin. He's 19 and at SDCC -- San Diego City College, just...south of Balboa Park. His mother and father are my Aunt Helen and Uncle Ernest; she's my father's sister. They're the people I lived with when I started here. Carmelo and his friends don't go to class much. They just hang out. Sometimes here, sometimes downtown. Sometimes they get into a little trouble. Not much, just a little. They saw you say. When we would go I would wear the swim suit that is in my photo stream the pink one with that was very short of fabric and mostly string it was not lined so when it was wet it looked as if I was nude. My husband like to walk the river to get into shape he would be gone for up to an hour. One day when he was gone and I was all by myself I laying out and tanning when a man came up to me he had a camera and asked if he could take my photo in my suit, I told him No thank you and he walked away, I. The four of us walked in and peter and nicky were surprised of how big and nice the room was, I poured us all a glass of bubbly and we carried on talking whilst admiring the room. Mum and nicky seemed to get on very were, laughing away to each other I think they were a bit tipsy. Nicky called out to peter and said do you think Mandy’s boobs are real then, shocked I wondered what had brought that on. We all laughed at the forward question and nicky joked about how peter thinks he is an expert.. ‘Give me your condo keys and garage pass card. You can drive your car out of the garage now and you won’t get back in. Have your friend Ann call to arrange a time for you to pick up your things. Don’t even bother to try to call me yourself.’ ‘Fine. Have it your way. Here asshole.’ She handed him the keys and pass. ‘Come on Frank, we’re going.’ Her boss meekly followed her out the front door, casting one last furtive glance at Chris to see if he was following them. As the adrenalin surge drained.