"Oh, hell, Dad, that cabbie will take all night to finish luggingthat stuff in. I'll go and bring in the rest of it myself. I've beencooped up in that...plane for the past four hours and I need theexercise. I have to burn off the high-carb snacks the stewardessespassed around on the flight.He didn't answer her.I let out a deep breath in relief. I was unsure if I cared to be allalone with Mr. Wilson's daughter in the studio, if he and Granthelped the cabbie, and she had Betty attend to setting up. We both got very horny on the dance floor, I finger fucked her under the table in a dark corner and she made me crazy masturbating my cock until we both were wasting our juices. After resting a while with another drink, we left, and I was hoping she would take me home to her place. Turned out, she lived with her aunt who was very strict and did not allow men visiting her in her room. Tough shit, I thought, because my military quarters sure were no alternative.But Gerda did not give up so. "He reached over and refilled my glass. "From what my uncle has told me,you're supposed to be keeping an eye on a detective who's looking forthe ex-senator William Herndon. What do you have to tell me?"What I'd suspected earlier was true. Rocco and his nephew knew nothingabout Joe Lorton, who was almost certainly some sort of governmentagent. I decided that it might be in my best interests if I kept quietabout it. "James Arlington has gone off to Kingston for the day to meetwith the chief of. ’ My words played out in her head while she inspected the man with big, curious eyes. I smiled gently as I walked up to her. She was affixed to this guy, waving her hand in front of his face. She then touched his shirt and gasped. ‘He’s like … a stone statue or something!’ I shrugged nonchalantly. ‘That’s what happens when someone is bound in time and we’re not. It’s impossible to move him, even the tiniest bit.’ ‘But … but-but you’re so calm! And he … and he’s … he …’ she trailed off before.