“No, not at all. Your son gave Pittsenbargar two perfect reasons to conduct a full search of the premises. One, he escaped instead of getting arrest...d. The search warrant for Junior and Mr. Thomas gave the police the authority to search the premises. Two, your boy got into the shipment and smoked a lot of your pot. The burnt pot smell gave Pittsenbargar the reasonable suspicion he needed to get a separate search warrant for drugs.”“Jesus Christ, I should have put a bullet in Junior’s. They tried their bestto get him to stop but he told them losing would be too costly. Notaccepting their offer to meet Friday for drinks didn't help.Friday evening he had the expected email. "Very good and I loved thepictures. Now for your next task, tomorrow you will go to a thriftstore and purchase the following:3 pairs of stretchy Capri's in bright colors or floral designs. Theymust be skin tight 2 pairs of satin flare legged slacks, one in purple the other blackagain must be tight. I've wanted this so much. I hope you have, too," she said as I descended into her once again, now knowing just how much I had missed Alex physically and emotionally."Oh, yes, I've thought about this moment ever since I came back home. I want us to be together, Alex," I blurted out, not knowing what her reaction might be, suddenly fearing that I'd gone too far."I've thought the same thing, Andy. It's something I think we need to talk about. But right now, let's just feel good together."That was. Unable to contain his amazement, he nearly fell down the stairs, "Holy shit!"Jolted from her erotic state of euphoria, Marlene's eyes popped open and immediately focused on her nephew. "Gabe!" she exclaimed, quickly clamouring to push her playmate off her heaving chest, "Oh my God." Unsure of what do to, and in an odd state of shock coupled with extreme arousal, Gabe hurriedly turned and headed back up the stairs, out into the hallway and towards his room. Now free from her companion, his aunt.