I told her it was gone, that pissed her off big time. Her clothes were in a big box I put out in the garage, I told her to come get them if she wanted... Then she ignored me, after 30 minutes or so of that I gave up and left. The jerk was sitting in his car out in the parking lot, I walked over there and told him that if I ever saw him again I would stuff him in the trunk of his fucking car and take it up to the lake and push it in. He got the picture. Like I said, I am big. I went home, hell. His first job for me was simple enough, as all I had to do was be on the lookout for anyone passing the fakes. Later, if I thought it at all possible, I was to try to become part of the counterfeiting ring myself.I was still sitting there sort of dumbfounded by the steamrolling Gordon had administered on me, when Molly walked into the parlor. After a quick glance at the doorway to make sure we were alone, she plopped down in my lap. She snuggled up into my arms and put her little cupid bow lips. In one bedroom were my things and Jan's. The other bedroom had Trud's and Sue's belongings set in place. In the third bedroom were Lind's belongings along with what little that had been assigned to One and Two. Trud was in the kitchenette cooking and Sue was trying to help. Both looked like they needed a little help or encouragement. Jan immediately went over to them and started talking with them soothing them and giving quiet advice to them on how to cook. One and Two were sitting at a table. She meditated, read, waded in the water, and napped. It was soothing to see the forest birds and creatures emerge as they got used to her presence. The stars and moonlight were wonderful and she slept peacefully for the first time since the breakup.By mid-morning she could become a naked nymph again. Opening her eyes from a long meditation she saw a hunter at the edge of the clearing, quietly watching her. His stealth in pursuit of game had allowed him to get close. He showed no aggression so.