She slowly walked down the rest of the stairs, looking down very coyly and coming in his direction.“That’s what you said you wanted to do to me ye...terday,” Diana said when she was already close to the couch. “Oh,” Daniel said while closing his laptop and putting it on the table, a little afraid he had gotten it all wrong and scared her.“But, yes. He’s done that to me. More than once,” Diana said while standing beside the couch’s arm, fidgeting, looking at her tiny hands. “Among other. ” “Well…well..sure! I don’t have anything going, anyway! I’d be happy to!” I replied. “Why don’t you stop by tomorrow. And I’ll show you exactly what I need. OK?” she said as she turned, stared at my tented crotch, and smiled. I immediately headed for my bedroom, grabbing a box marked ‘baseball cards’ from under the bed. Opening the box, I pulled out a dog eared copy of an old skin mag. I had found. Flipped it open to photo of a young, large breasted girl, bent at the waist, ass in the air, and. "Here's the deal. I don't know you. Three days ago I was struck by lightning. I have retrograde amnesia. My dad told me I was an addict and that I'd been arrested for dealing at the high school. I'm fucking wired, man, so I figured he told me the truth. Since you called, I looked all over for the list of users, but I couldn't find it, so I stole some money from my dad before he left for work this morning." I tossed out five twenties onto the table. "With amnesia, I don't know what meth costs or. That will not work.”“You are a sharp cookie. One of you will remain with me at all times until the Detective can get more of his men here.”“That is not acceptable.”I stopped walking and held my arms out stopping everyone.“Then get off my property and if you attempt to break in you better be well-armed.”I walked toward the front door when Detective Ogren called after me.“Mr. O’Dell!”I stopped and turned towards him.“Mr. O’Dell, if you can wait for a few minutes I will have four more officers.