Shit!"Something must be wrong, I thought. I had to get to him. I started walking toward where I heard his voice, but by this time the room was filled ...ith steam and I couldn't see in front of my face. I walked slowly and, ouch, hit my shin on a wooden bench. Good, I thought, I'll follow the bench to the other end. I placed my hand on it and, hand over hand worked my way down the bench. And then, oh my god! My hand came to rest right on what had to be a monster penis! "Oh, I'm sorry." I said. She remembered seeing him walk in and that he was alone, he was tall, dark and very good looking. He was looking for an empty table but this week the place was packed, so Dad invited him to sit at their table. He walked over and introduced himself as Flint Marco and then sat down next to her. They soon became fast friends and he was invited over after the meetings to play cards, watch a movie, work on one of their hot rods or just hang out on the front porch with them. She couldn't say more. " Okay... Quint." He reached across the table to shake the other man'shand. "You got yourself a helper."* * * * *"Norma... Norma Jeane." Trisha heard a man's voice, but she ignoredit and kept walking towards her house.The man suddenly stepped in front of her. "What's the matter, NormaJeane? Didn't you hear me?" I..." Trisha looked closely at the stranger... the _handsome_stranger. "Do I know you?" I'm Ethan... Ethan Thomas. We met out in San Francisco last year.Johnny Hyde had me paint. I was waiting for them to start laughing their heads off. Instead, they sat there waiting for me to continue. I read the second document and put the papers down. I searched my father's eyes and found a cold, hungry gaze penetrate my soul. For the very first time in my young life, I was frightened of him.Call it woman's intuition but I knew he was serious. And that knowledge made me want to puke. This was insane! He was insane! I think best way to describe what I was feeling was shock and.