. Come on let's have a drink!"Jim drove around the block one more time. He'd already spotted the house on Turnabout Lane, and was trying to figure out...what was so familiar about the address. Ginnie had said that a good friend of hers lived there, and that they would have a chance to... as she put it..."turn each other on..." He blushed to himself now as he pulled up in front of the house. A grown man chasing after that little slip of a girl as though she really mattered to him! But in a way,. I went to my left and down the stairs, hoping that they would be gone by the time I came back up. I reached the second floor and went down that hall to the next set of stairs. Just as I pushed the door Bill W. came through almost knocking me down. As I stumbled I dropped a tube of lube to the floor between us. Bill looked down and back up at me and said 'now what would a guy like you need with lube this time of night.' I fumbled for a reason then reached out to grab the tube. Bill instead grab. The 6th costume was the one worn by the woman who was raped and drowned in her bath, and then had her body made up and dressed and placed on her bed for her boyfriend to discover. I dressed her up in the black top and brown skirt worn by the victim and applied a lot of make up onto her face. She got a lush and ripe look when I am done, with her water bloated belly and over made up but still attractive face. The final clothes I planned for my dead beauty was the one by the depregnanted lady.. "See anything you like? Candy for instance?"I never lied to my wife. "Sure. She looks nice. But you look better". And she did. She was alive and in my arms.We talked a lot. And she filled me in on some things that Jim had told me and that I didn't understand. For starters, she could not leave. Under any circumstances if she was off the property and without the collar, she was subject to spiking. And the reason she was alive was David Findley.Apparently things were changing just in time for her.