My father was an anthropology professor at Yale.”I noted that she was only taking a few puffs on her joint; it was probably a good thing she was goi...g to moderate her use of it today. We were now heading north on Twelfth Avenue under the rusting hulk of the abandoned elevated highway.“The Ruxtons, on the other hand, were old money, big money. They made their fortune in anthracite coal in Pennsylvania, and from one of the railroads that hauled it. You’ve heard of the Delaware, Lackawanna and. We ordered are meal and got to talking. I learned about her school in Virginia, and tell her about the football team. “I don’t hang with the football guys though” I said “they think there too cool.” We got our food, a steak for me and a salmon filet for her. Then I paid and we got up to leave. She gave me a quick kiss in thanks for the meal, and I said “no problem.”We left and I took her back to her house. It was 5:20 so I said “see you in an hour” I left for home to get ready. I got to my. There was not a single word spoken by any of the mechanics as they watched her climb out and down. But when she started trying to pry open an outer compartment on the Warlock with little success, a heavy toolbox full of basic repair equipment appeared near her feet with the spine-shuddering screech of being slid across the metal flooring.Sophia had looked up, startled. One of the mechanics was already walking away from her. He was neither the Head mechanic, Banks, nor was he the one man who'd. The bag was bloated with warm soapy water."Having a nice bath?" she said pleasantly."Tanya. No," he said looking up at the bloated bag of warm soapy water."Hush," she said. Tanya just turned and left the room."TANYA," he said looking at the shiny pink bag.Tanya returned a few minutes later stepped into the bathroom and closed the door."Tanya, why?" he whined as she had him get on his hands and knees in the tub."C'mon Max sissy boys like this kind of thing," she giggled taking the nozzle and.