' Sean ignored her and whirled on me. 'Are you really his sister?' 'We have the same mother,' I hedged, 'what does that make me?'What does it indeed, ... thought, watching his eyes dart aroundthe room, what am I? God, I'm so hot, so tired! 'Are you willing to...' 'Yes,' I said standing, 'but I need to change.' Sean rapidly left the room and Angela moved towards me. 'Liz, are you sure?' 'What am I to do, Angela?' I demanded hotly. 'Just let him stayin prison for the rest of his life?' 'But.... "All the staff most likely have keys. They probably have nothing in there of any value," Roger suggested."We are overlooking another possibility. The cop got rolled up in your investigation and is doing time," Hillary suggested. "The timing is right." So do you want to drop it?" Roger asked curiously."Not till we know. There may be no satisfactory ending here for several reasons. Put it on the back burner and work it when nothing else is pushing us. That is the same with the fire bomb," Hillary. .."Brian laughed, "Jet, don't worry. You'll look fine."Jet shrugged, "That's what I'm kinda afraid of."Diane nodded, "Ah. Finally." Huh?" Jet and Brian were both confused."Finally what?" Quartz' voice floated over from the door. "And grub'son."Jet promptly jumped up and darted out the door into the kitchen. Brianand Diane followed at a more sedate pace. As they passed, Quartz raisedan eyebrow at Diane. Diane laughed, "Finally, a normal reaction from oneof you two." Quartz opened her mouth in an. But she couldn’t stop thinking about it, and found herself dipping in again, and again.She first thought the stories and letters were disgusting and unbelievable, so she read the “non-fiction” things instead, memoirs and how-tos and explicit confessionals, ostensibly by female writers. She was surprised, she said, at how women think as much about sex as men. After she read through the “true-life” stuff, she went back to reading the fictional porn.“It kind of got me all… you know…”I was going to.