I had a two and a half gallon tank and a one gallon tank. When I got down to less than half the big can, I transfered it into the smaller can. At that...point, I put two gallons in the big can along with two of the little bottles of oil. It was a pain for about thirty seconds, then it was over for a month or more.I got the gasoline ready for the next month before my phone rang around noon. Mike was at the airport in Tryon. The airport was actually between Aster and Tryon. It wasn't there because. But what a second! I apologised, but she said it was fine... and laughing, said it was actually quite nice! I quickly kissed her again, on the lips, said goodnight and went to bed.Although it wasn't spoken about, we never did go back to kissing on the cheek. Our kisses were still very chaste, but on the lips now... and I have to admit, I started finding more reasons to say hello or goodbye each day! I guess mum liked it too. She didn't object and started hugging me tighter as we kissed.Back in. "I- I can lockpick." she said. Paige nodded once at her, and stepped aside. The younger woman stepped up, pulling a small box from her pocket, and crouched in front of the door. Seeing Hope crouch in such a manner, which accented the size and shape of her hips and butt, Paige had to turn away, lest her hard-on came back."There, it's open."The door clicked and swung open as Hope turned the knob, pulling a bobby pin out of the lock. Inside was dimly lit, with a couch, a crib, and a refrigerator. I didn't really want my name popping up anywhere yet, just in case. I hadn't really dealt with reporters before, but I was guessing anonymous calls weren't completely out of the norm for these guys.She didn't say anything else. Instead her voice disappeared, replaced by a series of long beeps. Which were replaced a moment later by the sound of the phone being connected."Lowenstein?" a new voice said."I have some information on the witnesses who got killed, if you're interested." Sure, go.