" Except now you have Inigo Montoya as a guest star. I wouldn't mind having him in one of my dreams."We heard the scrape of chairs and turned to see R...chel's group standing up to leave. We looked at each other and silently decided that it was time for us to go as well. As we were preparing to leave, though, Rachel and Bill McIntyre, the paper's assistant managing editor, wound their way through the dining room to our table."Handley," Bill said. "Nice job on that Jalegos piece."He butchered the. They fell on hard times about a year and a half ago, and this past year has been a serious eye opener for both of them.”“I’m not saying this as a religious thing, so don’t take it that way. Being able to help those who need it is our pleasure.”He shook his head. “Thanks for qualifying that, because it does have some religious undertones to it. Of course, it’s also in line with something that’s lacking in this town right now, which is some common sense.”I frowned. “How so? We’re from out of. But I like not being a stick. There's nothing wrong with being a size 10. My boobs weren't that bad. A size 32 C. But I'm sure every girl aren't very happy with their boobs. "It's thundering." I mumbled looking down at the sheets. Oliver sighed. "You're eighteen, Brooke. Aren't you a little too old to be scared of thunder?" "I can't help it. Please. . .can I just sleep here tonight?" I begged. "Please Oli, you won't even know I'm here." "Alright, alright. Just, turn around for a minute. Let me. “Bill does have chess club at seven so...” She sighed, “Yea, I guess. Sure. I’ll be here.”Laci finished dressing, ran a comb through her hair, and applied a fresh coat of lipstick.Byron stood and as they hugged, he grabbed a handful of her right tit, “You can’t really blame the kid.”Laci rolled her eyes as she turned and walked out of what used to be their bedroom. Byron smiled as he heard the garage door open and close. Hiding her car did not fool anyone. The neighbors all know Laci well.