"He looked at me. "What do you want me to do?"I passed a sheet of paper over to him. "Read this over. Then call my wife, right now, and have this conv...rsation with her. You can change the wording, change whatever fucking pet name you use with her, whatever--make it sound natural, like she'd expect you to sound. But set it up just the way I've written it."He read it through carefully, then looked up. "I don't know if Laur... if she's going to go for this."I laughed. "Carl, I've heard the audio. Placing the letter back on the table her father stood up, This says here a meat pickup truck will be by to pick her up at noon, Ill go talk with her he said as he grabbed his state issue emergency meat girl restraints, only used when parents though there draftees would run away, sometimes girls in Jessicas state of mind would run away when this happened the state would order the processing of every female member of the draftees family, so the state started handing out the state issue emergency. “You still at the hotel?”“Yeah. Didn’t expect you back so soon.”“Is that a bad thing?”“That depends on how much your friend told you.”“Not much.”“How much is not much?”I took a minute, but decided to answer honestly. “He told me about the Dirty Hand.”“I see.” Now, it was his turn to pause. “Is there anything you’d like to say… regarding that?”“To be honest, it’s kinda hot.”“Really?”“Yeah.”“Well, that’s good to hear. One of my boys will escort you up, if I can find him. A bunch of my guys went. I thought he was going to fuck me in the car, but he stopped and asked if I wanted to go home with him. So we did. To this day she sticks to that story. It was complete bollocks. It was much later that I realised it was one of the guys from work she went home with, probably the foreman. She worked as a machinist and, as you can imagine, the women outnumbered the men by a huge margin. I still suspect that was the plan from the outset and is why she did not want me there. We always had an open.