His hair was thin and always seemed to be on the greasy side. Eric also suffered from bad acne a couple of years ago and his was pocked with some scar...ing. Being 6 feet tall and weighing in at 250 pounds, plus glasses and the rest had made him an easy target in high school.Eric’s sole happiness in life was in computers. Building them, playing with them. He spent long hours into the night now online playing games or surfing porn. He didn’t go into chat rooms much; he got dissed even there by. I never told Sean, so he wasn’t disappointed.I did something I should have done earlier. I swore Sean to secrecy, and even had him sign one of Mark’s non-disclosure agreements. I explained that he’d already heard details he wasn’t supposed to know about Mark’s business and private life, and we wanted to stop any further propagation of that information. Sean was compliant.Jana sat a few seat behind us on the plane, and tried to look disconnected from us as well. I knew she’d had to dissemble her. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror naked, I had the devilish idea of walking through my house completely exposed. It was the thrill of it that attracted me more than the nudity. After all I was grown. Technically I was an adult. It was high time I started to do what I wanted. In my mind, I may have been brave, but in reality, I was trembling and afraid. I took a last look at my petite virgin nakedness, and decided to do it. The dark hallway seemed like a long gaping maw waiting to gobble. " Your source? For the dove-hunting stuff?" Yeah." Can't you just call her tomorrow?" No."I flicked on the light and pulled myself into my chair one more time. I rummaged through my desk and found the phone book."Hello?" Suzanne, this is Rick Handley." Who?" The reporter. From the Messenger. Remember?" What time is it? Fuck! It's not even three." Suzanne." I made my voice as hard and cutting as I could. "You need to listen. Someone just broke into my house for and stole my cell phone. I think.