Christy had felt fine for most of the day and had just suddenly felt an intense urge to pee, one that didn't leave her enough time to wait for the bat...room to be free. It'd have been nice to be able to blame it all on an illness, but she'd never been a good liar and she had no other symptoms. All she could do was explain to Stacy what had happened. "I-I don't know what happened, I just felt a really strong urge to pee and before I could get into the bathroom I was... wetting my pants." She. She didn't pull away as I draped my leather covered left arm around her shouldersand, yet again, used my kid gloved right hand to lift her chin so she was lookingat me. "Why are you so shy, Mei Ling? Does it have something to do with your brotherkeeping you under such tight control or is it because you are not sure howto handle your own feelings?" I allowed my left hand to rest against the taunt leather over her breastand the leather on leather contact seemed to calm her somehow. She almost. ”“My wife, it is more than we could have ever dreamed of,” Lou whispered. He kissed her forehead and she looked down, her antennas quivering.“I like it a great deal when you kiss my forehead.”Lou glanced back – and saw Bosch frowning down at him. He became suddenly painfully aware that his wife was naked. “Ahem!” He said, glaring at Bosch. “My wife needs to get some clothing. Could you all please avert your eyes?”“Right, of course,” Father said, his cheeks heating. And soon, Lou and Bea were. I was dressed as Janet always did, wearing very sexy and revealing clothing. I could only hope that it would distract Charlie from the fact that I didn't know much about him.I climbed back onto the bed and picked up Janet's diary. I reread the passages where she mentioned Charlie and Mr. "H". I now knew that Mr. H was none other than the Ex-Senator Herndon. I had no idea who Charlie might be, but I knew that he was tied up with Herndon somehow. I could understand Herndon's motives, seeing as I.