Checking, Callie was still sound asleep. I wanted to take a run to burn off restless energy but couldn’t risk her waking up alone. Instead, I emptie... the Mercedes of all arms and cleaned them, storing them back in the basement gun safe, my mind mulling over Lucas Smith’s comments. I had no doubt he could carry a grudge and that created problems. I wrestled with it and, despite every bone in my body, I knew what I was about to do, what I’d understood last night that I had to do, was the right. “Um … Mrs. Majors …”“No worries, I would just like to satisfy my … curiosity. No one else will know, just us.”Bobbie thought about a bunch of stuff. She hadn’t realized she flashed Mrs. Majors this morning and also hadn’t realized just how short her skirt was. She was well in the middle of her monthly cycle and often went without panties, but today was something new for her. She was also afraid of how this might affect her job, “I mean Mrs. Majors is one of the bosses around here,” she thought. One of them was ours and was furthest away, at the other end. As we neared the other car we could see someone desperately trying to open it. As we got nearer we realized it was Barry.I called out to him, ‘Barry, are you okay?’Barry turned towards us and replied, ‘I have probably left my car keys inside the restaurant and the owners had locked and left before I realized.’Angela had gotten away from me and was circling the car. Barry had an orange coloured VW Beetle. Angela loved the Beetle and. Their new jobs gave them the job security, financial reward, power, and prestige they wanted. One thing they did was their jobs. No one could ever say they were freeloading. They put in whatever hours they needed to do their job well. Of course, the way they worked together, they overwhelmed all opposition and made their jobs appear easy. Judge Joyce Fetterman of the BORNAMAN COUNTY JUVENILE COURT met the dynamic duo and knew that they could be useful to the BELLE PETTICOAT DISCIPLINE.