This wasn't going away. Someone knew. Ididn't want anyone to know. This was supposed to be private. However, Ireally did want those pantyhose. I knew ...he mailman had already droppedthe card off, but I didn't really want him seeing me sending it back out.Instead I drove to the nearest post office, checked the box next to "Yes,please send me my pair of complementary pantyhose" and dropped the cardin the mailbox.I checked my mailbox each day with some trepidation and excitement. Eachday it was. He hefted the coffee pot to see if any was left. He pulled a cup down from the cupboard and filled it. Taking a seat at the table across from his mother, he frowned. She looked strained, worried.“What’s wrong?” he asked.“Work. Some papers came across my desk for Ranger Myers and our timber sales and roads people. Something’s wrong. Very wrong. I think something big and upsetting is going to happen in the Virginian Ridge area.”“What sort of papers, Mom?”“There’s an order for a timber inventory. Little Red-Cap, thinking this was it when the Wolf let go and sat on the bed, turned away and started to crawl away. But to her surprise there was a growl behind her and he pounced on her back, his limbs easily forming a cage around her, and he growled, ‘I’m not finished yet, my child’ in her ear. She could feel the ten-inch pole slap against her inner thighs, and prepared herself eagerly for what she knew would happen. However, she still screamed partly in shock and the sting it gave her, but. " Did she suggest a motive for this act?" Thomas asked."Yes, but I can't discuss that with you right now. We need to get a sworn statement from her and talk to the prime suspect. I would continue to ask you not to talk about this with her for now. I want her to have a clear mind when she makes her statement. It's important that her statement can't be challenged." We'll do our best not to interfere," Thomas said."Thank you, and we'll continue to keep you informed." It was intentional ....