The lead man was a very tan white guy. Good solid build. His assistant was a short Hispanic man. About 5’-4”, thick sticky build. As they moved ar...und he kept adjusting his bulge. His bulge that kept getting bigger. When they were leaving I noticed that the assistant wasn’t carrying his clip board. I thought he had handed it off to the lead man. Again, I thanked them.The about 11:00am the door bell range. It was the Hispanic assistant. He explained that he thinks he left his notes behind the. I'd been on the receiving end of a campaign to get me back with Ann who I still did not know.Through it all, there was Trish. She had been the solid home for my spirit; my encouragement and support. The thought began to take shape that after all, the two of us might settle down together permanently. I had rehearsed all the reasons why this would not work, but after her guilt trip about Tim I wondered if she were ready for a totally committed relationship. Perhaps, I thought. The time away. I'm tired of the whole thing and just want it to be over." I know you do, sweetheart," her mother said. "Maybe this will be his last gasp." I hope so. Can we talk about something else? I really don't feel like rehashing it all right now."Darra's mother turned back to the stove, "Sure. Oh! I forgot to tell you, we have a new neighbor. I saw him moving his stuff in next door this afternoon." In the Taylor's house? It'll be nice to have someone living there again... it's been empty awhile now.". Thingy”, she stammered, I looked down and all apologetic said, “Oh I am so sorry” not that I was for a minute and did the button up but the fact I was busted had an effect and I could feel the blood rushing south.Emily, now sort of fully dressed was sitting on the sunbed, legs crossed as I motioned Jean to sit opposite me and we sat and sparked up another joint and passed it around, Jean coughed, “Damn, that’s strong” she said laughing, I looked down at Emily busy taking a hit sitting.