Did we meet? M-My boss, she ... she summoned a spirit like you before, and—”“Oh! Oh oh. I know you. Friend spoke of you, spoke of visit to Gurih...l. Do you want to speak to Safe of Grey Street?”“Grey Street?” She clapped a couple times, before she forced down her rising giggles. “That’s where my home is.”“Safe of Grey Street has spoken of their visit. And they spoke of you. They’ve visited you before, hiding in Twilight while you were young. I will take you to them.”Safe had visited her before?. The female victim was Beverly Nelson.The male on the floor wasn’t Frank. I knew that much. Even with his head missing the man on the floor was taller than Frank. Frank wasn’t tall in stature, but he was always solidly built from exercise and construction work. He owned his own company and wasn’t afraid to get his hands dirty. He always preferred working along side his men instead of sitting in an office. I respected him for that.Upon immediate inspection of the scene, it appears that Frank came. She's one of the last to be picked. Now, I'm really frustrated. Not only am I not going to be on the 'line', but my perverted friend is now withdrawing her fingers from my twat."Well, ladies," I say. "What were you saying about a lesbo party?" Wait," one of the other replies. "There's one other lottery yet to come. It's for the 'clean-up girls."I give them a look. I don't know why, for I know exactly what a 'clean-up girl' is. After all, I've been one a time or two. But, for some reason just. ? Jane nodded at her niece.?"You can release your grip now.....I think he's learnt his lesson for today"?The?distraught boy just lay across the stool crying his heart out.? Jane walked back and replaced her cane in the cupboard,?and then to Emma she said.?"Put him to bed, but before you do put some cream on his bottom,?use the antiseptic cream and not the healing kind, I want him to feel those stripes for a few days"?Emma helped the stumbling boy up the stairs and into his bedroom, after.