M. now and I had to get going. Just as I was to get up to leave, you get up to leave. As you pass the guys seated between you and the aisle, I see the... touch your leg; one sneaks his hand up under your short skirt. You turn abruptly and scowl and ream him out (I assume, as I cannot hear what you say). Eventually you fix your skirt and leave the guys BEGGING you to stay or at least drive home with them - you just laugh and say "maybe next time". They are royally pissed off!I'm just seconds. "You take the girlsJeanine, and I can drive Doris to the store for fabric. Now enough of thisback and forth, as obviously she has some work to do." Looks like I have no choice here," said Doris, shaking her head andreaching out her hand to Krissy. "Let auntie freshen you up and get my tapeto measure while Kayla finishes her pie. Come on."Chris was shivering as Mrs. Baker took him into her bedroom and closed thedoor."No Mrs. B," Cried Chris. "Please no, we pulled this off and this should. But this one might be worth Waiting for, She would be the first in 20 years that wanted me to kill her, Hell I’ve had women want me to kill husbands, mother-in-laws, fathers, brothers and sisters and last year a daughter, but never them selves. But it was the last thing she asked me before I agreed to meet her ?Do you know about DOLCETT? When I told her ?YES I even havesome of his signed original works? She was very excited about that then she said ?I want you to make me into a Dolcett. “Alright.”She smiled. “Really? You’re sure? My father can be ... kind of intimidating.”“Yes.” I clasped her hand. “Like you said. It’s overdue.”Clunk.I looked up from my laptop, frowning.Thok. Clunk.The booms coming through the roof of the Jeep sounded like the first moments of a hailstorm. But that was impossible in the dusty September streets of Gaza.I saw something blur at the window and bounce off. I was thrown back in the seat as the vehicle surged, the convoy taking off through the.