“Maybe a guy at school?”Sandy replies immediately, warding off her discomfort. “No… this is the first time.” She pauses. “Well. . . there'... those books in your room.” She refers to my porn magazines which I believed to be carefully concealed beneath my bed.“You’ve seen them?” I ask, stunned that my little sister would know about my special dirty secrets.“Well. . . you look at them while you jerk off, don’t you?”The phrase carries a certain defensive posture with it. Her words send more. “Of course, I did. I figured you’d want to see them,” he replied.Anna and Yolanda came out on the terrace and joined us at the table.“Your timing couldn’t be any better, my love. We were just about to start talking business and I wanted you both here for this,” I said.Anna grinned as Yolanda replied, “It’s not our timing anymore Pablo. It’s the boys.”We grinned at her remarks and I resumed the conversation. “Steve, we’ll want to go over each of the three documents in detail with you, to make. One day stands out from back then. I was a junior in college and had come home on break and, of course, I headed over to Jim's house. We were sipping a couple of beers in his bedroom, lying outrageously about the number of females we had seduced when his mother yelled for us to come down. Beth was going to the junior prom and was waiting for her date. Jim's folks wanted to take some pictures.We walked down the stairs and there was Beth standing at the bottom ready to be judged—formal, pale. Doesn’t fit.’ The two smaller men crowded round the small display and were forced to agree. They were watching a dark Mercedes with smoked windows driving toward the alleyway behind Alma and Jonathon’s house. Loki took over the controller and used it to follow the car’s course. It parked up in the alley and a man in dark clothing climbed out carrying a small device. ‘What’s he got?’ asked Ranulf. ‘Looks like a camera,’ answered Loki. They watched him silently enter the back garden and take.