"And here she is, ladies and gentlemen. This magnificent looking woman is going to fuck anybody in the room who wants it. Step right up and claim her....In reality, Joe stood. He smiled. They were the only guests in the room. He walked over to the chair and pulled it out for her. "You look magnificent, Mrs. Scott." He said as he pushed the chair towards her as she sat.Jenny's cheeks were red. "What will the hostess think?" she thought. The hostess, the waiter, and the chef all knew her.. ‘I’m with the department.’ ‘The department?’ the woman asked. ‘I’m sorry, the Police Department. I’m Sergeant Burnett. Uh – Alan.’ Smooth, Burnett thought. Smooth as an overdose of laxative. The woman walked over and held out her hand. ‘Tracy. Tracy Tomberlin. Nice to meet you, Alan. You moving in?’ ‘Yes Ma’am. Two-D.’ ‘Ah. Next to Doc Canfield. The quiet quarters.’ ‘How’s that?’ ‘Oh, the Doc won’t tolerate any noise after eight. Calls the cops, er, the police.’ ‘Cops is fine, Ma’am. We’re. ”“I’m not sure I’m comfortable with the idea of your kids knowing about your extracurricular activities, but I suppose at this point it’s too late to change that.”“I’d say! But honestly, only Birgit really has any idea. Yes, the others know things happen, but Birgit has an uncanny knack for figuring things out.”“That kid is going to be hell on wheels when she turns fourteen or fifteen!”“She isn’t now?” I chuckled.“Put her on birth control the moment she has her first period.”“Kara already has. "Hi there cutie. Can I sing along with you or are you doing a solo?"So what if the kid wouldn't get the joke, Harry's voice was soothing and calm, notably melodious for a man of his size. Whether it was his soothing voice or the shock of seeing a large, overweight, aging hippie appear before her the child stopped her vocalizations. "Nobody's going to hurt you, pumpkin. The nice lady is just going to fix up your hair so it looks pretty, just like she's going to do with mine. You just watch..