Was this place a myth? Were the bearings he gave to this other city wrong? Brad had to find out.He had spent several summers examining other documents...and writings of others who had tried to find it. He had been on air searches where they had spent months gridding off the mountainous area searching for the lost city. The cloud cover was too dense for aerial searches to be effective. Years of studies of maps from Google Earth had turned up nothing.Gabriella felt some sense of vindication for her. She went to the woman next to me who still had her panties almost to her knees.?Not naked,? Elaine lectured. ?Should I give you a demerit for this???Sister, please, I – uh? the woman tried to say.?Enough! Quiet!? Elaine snapped at her. ?I don’t need any excuses. For that, you will now get two demerits.? She moved down the line to the other woman who clutched at her panties, not knowing what to do at that point.?Attention! Hands on head!? she roared in the woman’s face. ?Two demerits for. I sound like a little girl. I have a hundred stories about my time at that store. My boss was a German lady who was totally a nymphomaniac. She knew only one customer caught my eye. It was so silly. He was the tall boy in my klndergarten class named mike. I was the pretty little girl in cute dresses. That was our only class together.But, it's strange how much a flve year old can remember. I grew up to be pretty hot. He was still out of my league. He was at least six four and built like a. We’ve both been stressed out. A few glasses of wine could make it easier to talk. Oh. The wine. Buck’s way of helping me celebrate my success was to buy me a new kit and help me start it. He’s even walked me through the process so I don’t have to pour this batch down the shower drain like I did the last one. Technically, I think I’m supposed to age it for another three or four days minimum, but…you know, fuck it. Traffic is light, today, and so is my heart. I’ve been at the studio for a.