“Gina has not come for a visit since John was 17.” DeRonda said. She added, “It is my entire fault that she is here now.” “Those weeks I was...away I was over there and I happened to tell her about John and you.”“You did, what did she say?” I replied with my eyes wide open. “She told me that Gina wanted to come see the person would have taken his heart,” DeRonda said. She also added, “I told Gina that it was unlikely that she was in John’s heart anymore,” “However Gina told me that she wanted to. ”“Her ass,” Ryan muttered angrily.“Well, I guess she had two things,” I corrected. “She was already world famous at 20 years old. She could go anywhere and open any door to them. Chinese companies weren’t going to hire Anastasia or Nadia. They weren’t going to permit someone like Caley or Emelda to even visit their country. But Liz could go. Liz could go to Australia; she could go to Dubai. There wasn’t a single place on the planet that she couldn’t schedule a concert and have the government. I was getting my jacket from the rear, when I pushed the bag even farther under the seat. The jacket I was supposed to have been wearing all along, I might add. The blonde cop I discovered, once I had time to give her a second thought, was almost as tall as me. That put her, a hair under my hair, under six feet. The vest, I noted with some kind of kinky satisfaction, fit her much tighter at the top, than the bottom. I also noted that her hair was a bit stringy. It might not have been washed. As I said all the times, I have seen Judith, she was always dressed quite conservatively or modest even, long dresses, cardigans, you know the typical old lady look. When she answered the door, she did not look like that – not at all, more what I would call a granny slut. See through blouse and just the smallest bra possible holding up nice sized tits proudly showing massive brown and very prominent nipples. A shortish skirt, a couple of inches above the knee and from my experienced eye, fine.