Susan showed her to the kitchen. “Lets go to the kitchen so we don’t disturb dad” “That’s fine” She smiled at me and said “Hi” as she ...alked by. They were only in the kitchen a few minuets when Susan said “dad do you want some of the wine now?” “yea I could use some” She brought the bottle and a glass to me and filled the glass. “If you want more just let me know” “ok” She went back to the kitchen. I could hear them talking and laughing but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. They. A pen lay across the page.“Ah, there you are,” Sally muttered while her hand moved to the base of the microscope.The click of a digital photograph being taken sounded loud in the quiet of the room. An image showed up on the screen of the laptop computer on her desk. She reached out without looking and grabbed the pen. With the barest of glances at the lab notebook, she made an entry documenting the picture that had been taken.Betsy walked over to the desk to examine the picture. Her eyes picked. She was on that beach again, with golden sands and a gentle breeze keeping her cool in the heat of the sun as she dozed on a sun lounger. As she listened to the sound of the waves rolling in and out on the nearby shore, she became aware of oiled hands on her shoulders. Strong, working mans hands touching her heated skin gently applying sun lotion. She felt her skin tingle under his touch as he moved down to her shoulder blades and around her ribs, his fingertips just catching the sensitive. I left Ebony and Dee Dee in charge of those two. "But Barocca had mentioned something about d**gging the wine she gave Rhiannon, when they were alone; I checked where they went to earlier, and now she's nowhere to be found." Barocca could sense that things were rapidly crumbling about her, but she suddenly thought of a desperation plan. Barocca lunged at Kristal, and grabbed the communicator out of her hand. Without warning, Barocca whirled and threw the communicator as hard as she could.