Her lip trembled, "but.. but where will I go?" To be honest, I could not care less!" I looked at her with dead eyes.Fresh tears fell down her face, sh... lingered and waited for me to say more but I turned away. I heard her walk away sobbing and head out of the flat. I went straight to the fridge and grabbed a beer, cracked it open and downed it. I tossed it to the side and stood with my hands on the counter. Still trying to process what just happened. I grabbed an other beer but this time only. Hotels were expensive and they wanted to begin to establish themselves in an area where, pother than their age difference, there was no real chance of discovery.Certainly, the old Sharon was still considered missing, but she had been missing for almost two years, and had now turned 18. It was safe to assume that no one was looking for her. Of course, as Danielle, she was now 23.Still, they never went into the local town together, and while some of the neighbors knew that David had a "lady. It’s the most wonderful thing in the world.’”“Try this: ‘Oh, yes, I have about fifty really mind-blowing orgasms a week. How about you?’”Dave took over again and asked, “Doesn’t the context of the question suggest how you should respond as well as who the questioner is? For instance, if your staid father is asking in a challenging way, I’m sure you answer differently than if the person asking were an old friend, you’d shared past intimate secrets with? I think we need responses for parents,. I knew this was wrong, but “the flesh is weak” as they say, and I was crumbling…Tracy finally stepped back. She quickly finished her drink and placed the glass on the bar.She thrust a piece of paper into my hand as she leaned into me again. “Be at this address in one hour.” and with that, she turned and headed back towards her husband.The piece of paper had an address on it, but it wasn’t hers. I waited until I saw Tracy leave with her husband. She never looked over at me, they just headed out.