Then my panties. I wear them when I come out here, even though Sam would tear them off me if I wore them inside. They're for later. My top comes off...next, then my sneaks. Sometimes I leave them on, but not today. Still no cars. Good. I begin to relax just a little as I knock again. "Give me a minute." It's ten minutes, at least. Three cars pass by, but no horns honk, nobody howls at the naked teenager on this rickety porch. I knock again. "Come on in." Inside, it's gloomy-dark, broken. I am happy you are well. Enjoy the treats I have prepared. I will see you soon. Love, Ingrid. Parchment! This is parchment! Love Ingrid? She was here! How did she get in? A wave of dizziness swept over him. He stumbled to the couch. His head ached. He lay back and stared into the deepening twilight. *** When Donovan awoke, a new moon bathed the living room in a silvery light. He removed his clothing and took a hot shower, careful not to dislodge the bandage on his forehead. There was no damage. Chris could hardly control his own breathing as she stood up and slid her jeans down revealing that she wasn't wearing any underwear. ''Wow, you really are a slut.'' Chris said to drive the point while he stood and moved closer to her. ''So what'll be first for tonight?'' Niky didn't say anything even though the last comment really bugged her, she just put her hand out and started unbuttoning is shorts. ''Hand job'' she spoke softly and Chris pictured in his head to what she picked. It was. The school bus conversion was not going as planned. It took three days to get the armor plate completed on the first one. At that rate only half of them would be ready in time. Texas Steel had the latest fabrication equipment, but it still took a day of CAD programming to get it set up to form the roll above the windows.Andy’s design called for plate from the floor past the ceiling curve. That curve had to be done by a roll forming machine. The plates were four foot by eight foot and a half.