I loved listening to you and Larry.”“Please fuck me now John.”At the stroke of eight the doorbell rang. John walked to the door and opened it. L...rry stood there alone. “Hi John” he said in a very tentative voice as if he weren’t sure what John knew about the phone conversation.John shook his hand and pulled him inside saying, “Welcome Larry, I gather Claire had other plans this evening. Too bad, maybe next time. But I am glad to see you. Sue will be in shortly ... last minute dress change .... I sure never expected any of this." No big deal," Dean shrugged, and turned to Eve, who was standing next to Dave. "Hi there, ya little squirt," he smiled. "How ya doin?" Just fine, you big lug," she smiled back, and all of a sudden the two were in a hug. That, if nothing else, told Dave just how far they had come since high school -- Dean had been one of the kids who harassed Denis worse than most. Both of them had changed a lot, he thought. There's been some growing up going on.Many hands. After college she had been recruited by the FBI, but she had turned them down. Instead she went home. Was it home? Not really. But it was the place that she needed to be to get the job done. To find her mother’s killer. And she had. Five years of her life. Fighting within her own department to get the case re-opened. Pushing the Cold Case unit to do their jobs. Making more enemies than friends. It had all paid off. Among the stains of blood that covered her little pajamas had been one small. At the end of the two weeks he had a portfolio of drawings,together with a few sample garments, to show to Lily. Their meeting wentwell. Lily was very admiring of Luke's approach. "I like the way you haveexpanded your colour palette beyond black' she mussed, 'but your decisionto keep colours muted and to a limited range works well. Purple is goingto be the 'in' colour next season and your designs will look fabulous inthat palette range. I also like your choice of fabrics. Raw silk is afavourite.