She took my plate from me when I was done and handed it to her brother, who was still giving me evil glares whenever the opportunity presented itself....She came back over and stood by me companionably. Much to her brother's chagrin, she had been friendly with me ever since my arrival at opening time, discussing everything from books (which I was surprised to learn she had an interest in) to politics."So how much money does a cop make anyway?" she asked now. "What do they pay you for going around. He pointed out a 40 something black guy who was sitting at one of the tables by himself. I smiled at him and he smiled back and motioned me over. He had a gorgeous smile, he was a little plump but he looked solid. He was wearing a business suit and a great tie.I got up and walked over to the table being careful to get just the right swing in my hips as I walked. "Hi baby, grab a seat." He flashed a toothy smile at me as I sat down next to him. "You look even better close up." "Thank you,. He turned to me and finally acknowledging my existence, "You, I need your wallet and cellphone. Now, please."I looked at Michelle and she had already returned to her angry glare. "What's going on he-" I began to ask when Michelle slapped me again. "Don't fucking say another word! You've pretty much signed away every right you have to me, and it's legal. You will do exactly what Mr. Lamont tells you to, or else."I took out my wallet and my cellphone and hand them to Mr. Lamont."Good. Now go down. I was enjoying the musky odor but I also realized that the appropriate amount of time had passed by…in her case approximately twelve to thirteen minutes. My chemist friend had said that it might work according to the woman’s weight. My sister was not very heavy at all. I estimated her weight to be about a hundred and twenty pounds but then again I didn’t have to estimate, I could just ask her.I set up my DVD recorder and turned it on. Then I asked Ericka her weight. She answered that it was a.