Things took an interesting twist as I picked up the last bag and put it on a cart. A gentleman next to me picked up a large cardboard box, and as I tu...ned around to go; there was a large group of uniformed cops standing there.“Sir, we’re going to need you to come with us.”I froze. I mean to this point of my second go around, my experience with police hadn’t been all that great so far. The guy next to me dropped the box and took off running. He got maybe fifteen feet before he was tackled by a. The fact that I wasn’t really IN the home, didn’t seem to matter.Rita was a different kettle of hormones. Best I could figure, she was flirting with the new guy, either to piss off her mother, or to validate her own budding sexuality. I resisted any acknowledgment of her sexuality. It seemed to be the best course of action. Ignore it and hope is just wore itself out.On the morning of the 15th day home I checked my bank account and found a deposit of $68,600. No it wasn’t enough for the twenty. Danny was of a basketball physique, and a redbone like Krissy. We just so happened to be seated at the same table. A table where all seem to be stale except for the conversation we shared. Sipping wine and eating hors d’oeuvres, loosened Krissy and I up and kept the chemistry natural. In turn, the only other couple who decided not to be stiff was Danny and Brielle. We didn’t know then, but that was the start of a really good friendship between couples. From there we hung a few more times, out. Almost free Al starts to smile; that is until Peg's arm lashes out and smacks poor Al right in the face. Tumbling out of bed Al comically makes motions as if to backhand Peg but remembering why he's woken up early in the first place. Rubbing the side of his abused face he watches Peggy as he slowly backs up to the door, as he does Peg slowly rolls over and starts to kiss her pillow she murmuring, "Oh Al..." A look of despair and anguish crosses Al’s poor face his shoulders falls, with a sigh Al.