”Nicole nodded as the deputy grabbed her hands to cuff her. “Do you think I can put a coat on before I am handcuffed?” she asked politely.“Let...her put on her coat,” Horner grumbled.“She slid into the white leather fur trimmed coat and then pulled her boots on. The same white ones she wore when her plane went down.“Did you know she was a fugitive from the law?” Horner asked Horace.“Yes, I did.”“Cuff him too,” he ordered the deputy.“FOR WHAT?” Nicole challenged the sheriff.“I’m afraid you do not. The disarray of a busted-up wooden and cardboard steamer trunk werestrewn on the Jeff's bed. Timmy recognized the crate as the one thrownout by their neighbor Mr. Lehman last fall. Two big black garbage bagssat on the bed."I want you to take these out to the garage and then put them into theback of my car. That's an order!" his mother barked.Timmy picked up one of the bags. It seemed quite heavy and felt like ithad some books or magazines in it. He carried it down the stairs and outto the. I was stunned for moments which she broke by kissing me. We then ate the pizza while she was sitting in my lap and I was watching lustily her cleavage, her hip-length dress, no hairs in the armpit and the scent of her body perfume. Then I simply blurted out, I don’t want this pizza, I want to eat you. And to my amazement, she simply smiled and said: “eat”.I couldn’t hold myself and started licking her cleavage. She gave out light moan hmmm hmmm ummm and when I gave a love bite aaahhh. What are. I did put my one hand over my mouth to cut down on the noise…and prayed that they would knock, find no one home and leave. That would have been too easy.They did do that but then I heard the sound of footsteps in the gravel of the driveway. Although the main garage door was closed; the man-door to the workshop was open. Brutus was laying it to me, growling a little and the hand wasn’t doing a real good job of quieting me. I heard a younger mans’ voice say, “I think there’s someone in the garage.