“Hi Michael… What were you doing in there” She askedStill feeling a bit unsure what to say, I panicked. “Uhh.. nothing. Mom and I were just ta...king about some things” I respondedAlice didn't break stare. Still with her hand down her panties. Her tan little tits sticking straight up. I could lose myself in them all over again. “Well it sounded like you were doing more than talking…, and quite frankly, I’m a little bit jealous” “Jealous!, jealous” I asked. “What do you have to be jealous about?”. "Adam looked over everything. "What......what......what's in the drinks?" He was still shaking from his ordeals.Conrad smiled. "One is just an electrolyte solution. I want to keep upyour strength. One is an estrogen component. The third one is atestosterone blocker. The fourth one is an anti-depressant. You willdrink them all. You have 15 minutes."Adam felt himself getting nauseous. He wanted no part of blocking histestosterone and taking estrogen. "I....just......need a. "I got the Job! Mrs. Violet Periwinkle—I swear—I'm not joking here—that really was her name, filled me in on my duties."Dag," she said, throwing me a supercilious, somewhat jaundiced look."We want you to go out and see a couple of crazy people... , Mr. & Mrs. Honeysuckle. They're claiming we sold them a flower that talks!"They don't seem to mind that the flower talks; but, they do keep complaining that this flower uses... well... some pretty colorful language," she said."See if they'll let you. Minutes later she backed out the door after leaving her son last minute instructions. It would be dark soon she thought as she pulled onto the main road she'd better hurry. Devon got up and closed the curtains into the living room. 'I'll concede, said Gil, but it doesn't count as a win.' Why not if you concede? asked Devon. 'It's a tie contest, no further moves available, it's your move, technically if you can't move, I've won. As they argued Devon cleaned the dishes from the room. Gil.