Was she saying something? "...meet you at last,Dan. Robbie speaks so highly of you."I recovered enough to say, "Thank you, Alicia. I'm VERY happy t... meetyou. And might I say that you look extraordinarily beautiful thisevening."OMG!!!Alicia blushed!She blushed!!Who was I dealing with here?A mega-ultra-babe, dressed in a way that would enflame 99.9% of theworld's men and she was an innocent?Alicia was a 200!I know you want me to move this story along to the "good parts," so I'llonly say that. He falls, joining the two women. He was nervous before, but now he is scared. He watches as Markus approaches, his boots a steady drum on the pavement.“You son of a bitch,” Markus snarls. He points the pistol at the teacher’s head. “You were supposed to take the fall, not cause all of this.”Me. Thomas closes his eyes tight, knowing it won’t make a difference when the man pulls the trigger. Then bang! then a thump. He opens his eyes and looks to see Markus lying on the ground next to him, eyes. Harley turned the faucet handles on and luxuriated in a spray of tepid water.Harley decided, by God, this was a pretty good idea. He saw a sliver of soap someone had left behind. It was perfumed and smelled like lilacs. He used it to lather all over everywhere he could reach and rinsed clean. He stepped out and put his pants on without drying off. He had no towel. He grinned, "Hell, a man could take one of them showers every day. They could by god get to be habit forming," he told himself and. They developed an easy rapport. An uncomplicated acceptanceof the other's presence. A happy, casual bridging of the generations. That, at least, is what AKA wished to and actuallysucceeded in making Donovan feel. Vanity, AKA determined, would be the door throughwhich Donovan would walk into AKA's other life, into his second world, thewonderful, dangerous, unforgiving abode of the Dark Gods. Their second dinner together--also seemingly spontaneous,but at a different and somewhat more downscale.