At the rate I was moving I would be through with the assignment rather quickly. But the downside was that I wasn't any closer to establishing a connec...ion between the cases than I had been when I first arrived. It wouldn't matter. I was in that place just to collect information. If the powers that be couldn't make a case, it just wasn't my problem.My problem was how to get Martin's credit card and keep Lisa off my ass. Literally off my ass, I might add. She had hinted she wanted to own my ass. Adam arrived and when he saw her looking so bedraggled what he really wanted to do was fuck her senseless on the spot, but he had a leaking pipe to sort out first.He quickly found the stop cock, at last managed to switch the mains off and got to work on repairing the pipe.Frankie still mopping up around him, he repaired the pipe and helped her rip the lino up off the floor and mopped into all the corners for her.‘You go and put some dry clothes on and I will finish up down here’ he said to her. Then again, this was Sunnydale. He might just as well have been a vampireor an even more fearsome monster in human disguise. As we passed eachother, he gave me a cursory look and then assumed his previous casual pose,while I kept stealing discreet glances at him over my shoulder. Little didhe know that I was holding a stake in my hand inside my jacket pocket tocounter a surprise attack--or, to be more accurate, to increase my chancesof getting to keep my blood for my own use, if he turned out. You would think I would in a house of four women, but no. As I brought up my favorite porn movie of a skinny Japanese girl who would get covered in cum then get creampied, my younger sister, Heather, came in the room shutting the door behind her. She made her way over to my cabinet and began shuffling through my VHSs."Joshy? Where's that porn?" Heather asked. I was snapped back to reality. Apparently, Heather wanted a certain porn VHS I had in my collection but couldn't locate it. Mind you, I.