It certainly couldn't go any further.Rick carried the box inside and set it on the counter, then went into the family room and grabbed the remote. He ...licked the switch twice and MTV was blasting from the screen. He chose a straight chair, because he knew his mother would say something if he sat on the sofa in dirty shorts. Terri followed him into the room. She stopped next to him."You didn't mind my sitting on your lap, did you?" No, mom. Like I told aunt Jean, the trip was a once in a life. Jennifer waited for more; and, a moment later, Brad added the word, “offline.”Confused for a moment, Jennifer frowned as she considered just what she had heard. ‘Offline’ usually meant without an electronic trail; sometimes not even a physical paper trail. But, if this were to be a legitimate transaction, then there would have to be records for every detail; unless... Jennifer looked startled suddenly as she asked Brad, “You mean he offered them...” and she just could not bring herself to say. " "Hmm. Could be. I'll try again later," I said eyeing the guys walking up. "Can we start?" Mick said. "We could if there was anyone to start with," I said indicating the near empty beach. Everyone had gone into the water right away. "Whoa," Jerry said. "You know, I didn't notice until now you two weren't wearing anything. I must getting used to seeing you guys like that." "Won't someone else notice?" Paul asked. "Nope," Joey grinned. "It's part of the package." "You could paint cuss words. " And ima gonna give your face a good turkey-slappin' wiv my penis," Jackson said.Jackson had given up bothering to say anything sensible. It was a JRPG. No one had more than three lines of dialogue and it didn't matter what he said anyway.Demonic perv-magnet pouted at him. "Wouldn't you rather I sucked it instead?"Eh?No time to ponder what he'd thought she said. He felt that strange swirly dislocation that indicated he was about to enter battle. His vision blurred and then cleared. He was.