Some of the other tenants looked like they thought I was crazy. My head was clear when I came in and that was the point.I worked the next day which wa... Friday. My boss was pretty sour at first, but I apologized and went to work. Saturday morning Glenna knocked on the door. I smiled and kissed her when she came in. "Hi Kitten, what brings you around?" Just to see how you are, Daddy. I was pretty worried about you the last time I saw you." I gave you a rough time, didn't I? I'm better, now as you. "Really, maybe you would like a foot massage," Mitch offered, "I give them to my mom all the time when her feet ache." Sure that sounds good if you don't mind. Are you sure you want to massage my smelly feet," Nina giggled in reply.Mitch noticed that she was a little giddy at this point from the martinis. He moved over to the ottoman and picked up Nina's feet. He placed them in his lap and began to massage her right foot. Nina couldn't believe how good it felt to have her aching foot massaged.. The fact that I had the advantage of a Monday morning quarterback to critique the error in fortifying the wrong hill was nothing to be proud of and I kept my mouth shut because I was afraid I might be mistaken for a spy due to my unfortunate German sounding name and the fact that I spoke English with a decidedly British manner of speech. That came more from my British nanny than from anything else and I never lost that form of diction even when I spoke other languages learned later at the. “Some people I know are seeing things get some attention, folks,” he said. “Like just maybe there’re charges being worked up.”“I want him charged. I want him tried. I want him in jail,” I said with as resolute a tone as I could muster without breaking over into angry tears.“I do too,” André said. “but what about this? You know the term ‘plea bargain’?”I shuddered. “Yessir.” Cautious tone.“Just thinking. We get him in for lesser charges than full-blown rape. Maybe carnal knowledge of a juvenile..