Eight 0 Five – no one. Finally the doorbell rang. My throat was tight, my mind and heart raced. I answered the front door in my father’s white ter...y cloth robe. The Stranger shook my hand with a firm and solid grip. He was a Greek God! Better looking than the picture he sent. I offered him a beer and He said “No. Lets get to it.” He began to strip in my front hallway. I turned by back to him and took off the robe. He came up behind me and grabbed me in a bear hug. I could feel his hardening. Now that all the other stuff has evened out, life has gotten good. Now it’s more drama again.” Mike said.“When you deal with people there will be drama,” I explained.“Yeah, but a freezer full of mom?” Mike asked. He was still trying to process it.I checked my phone messages and found a text message from Gayle. ‘Wish we could meet for lunch. How about I pick up lunch and meet you at your place.’“Sorry hon, too dangerous. You can’t disguise your car.’ I wrote back.A few minutes later I had a. "I saw no reason not to facilitate. After all, it was not the first time." Do you think this should be encouraged?" Bonita asked."It will not stop," Julio replied. "The most Mama can do is drive it underground. Better that everyone acknowledges it, so that they don't take foolish chances. Such things fester." He eyed his sister. "I disapproved of Terence." You still do."Julio waved a hand. "I begin to understand -- both sides of the equation, in fact."Luis Garza woke up a very happy man. He'd. The team was going through their calisthenics, and the cheerleaders were grouped at one side of the field. Debbie ran over and joined them."Did Bradford give you any shit?" asked Sherry, moving up beside Debbie.The blonde could only shake her head. She was out of breath from running and didn't quite trust her voice.Debbie had thought she would be the beauty of the team of cheerleaders. She was stunned at the sight of so many lovely girls. Not a one wouldn't have turned heads--twice--on the.