Lisa was leaving us.Mary and Lisa had been discussing it for three days now. Lisa finally explained it all to me, punctuated it with tears and hiccups... She had never been away from her family over Christmas. She wanted to go home. She missed them. The big question was whether she wanted to come back. She had changed from a near-virgin bitch to a slave in a fortnight. I knew she was reeling inside, not knowing what was best for her. Was it best to stay in LA and finish college? Or, to return to. He wondered how he had even managed to arrive at their destination without getting into an automobile accident.“This is a pretty nice area, Kelly,” Danielle spoke up as she looked out through the Mustang's side window.“Yes, it is a very quiet street,” she responded simply to the back seat and then to Frank,” This corner, Mr. B.”Frank brought the mustang to a stop at the corner of the quiet intersection. Several two-story homes with neatly tended lawns ran along either side of the quiet,. Is this Muriel Wilson?" asked a kind sounding voice."Yes, this is Muriel." Ms. Wilson, my name is Ron Harris, and I'm a detective with the Columbia Police Department. I'm calling about the 911 call you made earlier this evening. Do you have time for me to ask you a few questions about it?" I certainly do!" she replied enthusiastically. "I had hoped to talk with the police when they arrived, but they came and went so fast that I didn't have a chance. I have the license plate number for you right. “Thank you, Dan. I appreciate the compliment and I love your hand feeling it too,” she smiled. They moved around a little more, and he breathed in the scent of her blonde hair and the aroma of her vanilla and chocolate perfume.Wendy laid her head against his chest, letting out a deep contented sigh. She nervously kissed the base of his throat and the part of his chest showing above his buttoned-up shirt.“Just so you know I can kiss better than I did to you this morning on your bus.”“Oh, is that.