He wasn’t sure what day they picked up the garbage, but the bags would disappear after a day or two. Finished cleaning, he checked his watch and saw...that it was lunchtime. It would be irresponsible for him to leave the house when his boss might be coming by, but he needed to eat and there was no telling what time his boss would be done at the store. Frowning, he headed to his truck and went to the local burger joint to get some takeout.Back at the house, he sat on the floor rather than his. She took a few to respond back. Telling me that she was helping sourpuss loosen up and felt that I could also help her out. I didn't much of it but said to sourpuss to come over and we chat. Pinky mention she be over later after work. So the stage was set, I see sourpuss around nine and Pinky when she was off work at 11. I was going to share the message from the wife with Pinky, but I wanted to do it in person now. Just as I was putting down the phone, it buzzed again. My wife sent me a short. Without saying yes or no she was finding herself in a darkened room just across a narrow hallway from the rooms hired by Tim's firm. In the dark room she heard chucking and wet noises like kissing. A shrill giggle or a gasp filled the air now and again, and Brenda was being pulled down on to Silas' lap as soon as his groping hands had found a chair. She was not sure where Marko went to, she was too preoccupied in trying to grab the fat wrists of Silas as he tried to feel right up her. Discussions that were going to be heated when we got home, I was sure. While the presentation was informational this morning, a zillion questions needed to be answered that were going to affect all JBG divisions.It was going to take a vision to even see how the pieces would fit. Could we grow that much at one time and survive? The underlying question was - why was the Federal intelligence group pushing so hard for JBG to take over Black Bear? A question that would take weeks to be fully.