'That's still impossible!' he thought.But yet, it had happened. And now, a badly wounded victim of another attempted murder had disappeared – again....A possible answer occurred to him. He picked up the phone and dialed four four."Charlie," he said into the phone, "Do you have the victim's clothing from the shooting last night? ... No. The lady that disappeared from ... Yeah. That's right. Was a blood sample taken at the scene? ... What? ... It was typed at the hospital? ... Why would they do. ”“Be that as it may young lady – I never forced your father to do nothing he didn’t want to already do. If you must know your daddy fucked your best friend Janeane and Jay his partner caught him in the act. Now, instead of your dumb fuck father going to jail Jay – his best friend of thirty years – demanded equal punishment for your father; Jay wanted to hurt him just as much as he hurt him. Jay demanded that your father let him fuck me – then and only then he wouldn’t press any charges and. We had been seeing each other for three months, although in some ways, we really weren’t suited. He did have a great sense of humour, a devil-may-care attitude, and was as sexy as hell. I sensed it immediately, and we ended up in bed on the first night that we met, and the sex had been great since then. The trip was booked through one of those “Under-25s” vacation providers, and we were staying in one of their small chalets in a site in southern Spain. For the first two days, we enjoyed days. The hip-wigglething was a little unusual. I didn?t know for sure until I came nearyou, on the beach, though. No makeup, and certain, um, physiologicalthings were apparent that told me that you were, um, how do I say thiswith the appropriate amount of political correctness, not geneticallywhat you appeared to be."For some reason, I didn?t feel ashamed, or embarrassed, or out of place.His tone, his physical reaction, his aura, all told me that there was noreason for discomfort. No reason for.