I picked the lock and entered. A quick look in each room confirmed that no one was home.”“Mother Goose, I confirm that the nest is empty. Preparin... to lay the eggs, over.”Cindy acknowledged by clicking the radio transmit button twice. I took twenty-five minutes completing my task. I gathered my gear in my bag and headed toward the door. Just as I started to make my exit, the door opened and some big redneck looked at me in surprise. I tried to jab him in the throat with my free hand, but he. As I walk over, you are sitting at an open booth. You look at me and say “Look what happens Mattie when you’re not focused on me. I was going to have drinks with you tonight but you were late.” I hang my head as you scold me in front of Laura. I see you like the reaction and say “God, my feet are killing me from these heels and dancing all night” and then you point down to your feet. I think you are wanting me to kneel before you for a foot massage, but I’m scared stiff with Laura sitting. It was already an hour or two, and nearly everybody was half asleep. B kept her head on my shoulder, and closed her eyes too. I said, “You can lie on my lap.” she smiled, “Thanks.”, and lay on my lap. I put my palm on her head, and was caressing her hairs. She just lay there. Then I slid her shoulder long silky soft hairs from her shoulders to one side. She was peacefully asleep, and I was watching her neck, which looked very inviting. I couldn’t resist, and thought of taking a chance. While. I don’t know them well.”“Maura and their youngest are close. Krysten’s grown into quite a looker.” Mr Henson said. Adam stared red-faced into the fire. “I heard she went lesbo though. Big loss. Big loss.”“Oh,” Mr Zucker returned with a two liter of Coca-Cola and a bottle of white rum. “Well, phone’s off.”“Krysten Goldsworth? She the girl who’s dating that other pregnant girl?” Adam’s father asked.“Yeah,” Mr Zucker was laughing as he poured Adam a drink in a tin mug. “There’s something in the.