Then they call the 800 number for instructions.”“What about pick up?”“Protocol is that they will be pinged to call in and pick up will be sche...uled through the 800 number. Then when the pick up crew arrives, they are to call the 800 number and confirm before letting them in. Is the protocol bullet proof, probably not, but it’s as secure as we can make it.”Jack asked, “What about the red-flags you mentioned earlier?”“Things that would make sale and pickup unacceptable for one reason or another.. I was on edge. I was a magician again, a sorceror, like I'd been at the foster home, or the group home, or the halfway house; I could wave my hands in front of my face, close my eyes, and become invisible. Isn't that how dreams went? Even bad dreams? "No thank you."He sat back again and stared at me for a few minutes more. "Okay, then," he said, finally. "You're looking to get a divorce, is that right?" Yes," I responded, still with that wooden feeling. Why else would I come here? This wasn't a. I enjoy watching."Carol's bra dropped to the floor, and kneeling before him, she unbuckled his belt. A few seconds later, she sucked the head of his shaft into her mouth. "Tasty." Her eyes looked up at his as she swallowed half his length. With a smack, she released him. "My bed, or that desk?" She nodded toward a Queen Anne desk to her right."The desk. I have this urge to pull up a chair and eat you while sitting between your shapely legs, and then stand up and... fuck you... and fuck you.". It had the brick paved drive, the big oak tree and the house with the crow’s nest appearing to be up in the tree tops. She even had a silhouette looking out, over the lot.Magical!I was admiring it as she put her chalk down, checking it over for herself. It was an emotional moment, as we both knew we had captured Stan’s ‘Dream’. We embraced, just holding each other.Then we realized we were very tired.When I looked at the clock, I gasped, “Oh Jeez, it’s 5:00 in the morning!”Linda just smiled,.