.. I was wet.I felt that itch in me. For the first time in over a month, I felt horny. Ever since the first stories about the virus being in the State... started permeating the news—the panic buying of supplies, the frantic search to have all the toilet paper I could find—had driven out any thoughts of passion. Not that I had much in my life. I was a single mother. Guys usually had a panic look when they realized I was a mother of a teenage son and then there wouldn’t be another date.I sucked in. I had no appointments scheduled for that day to give me time to go through the videos and edit them into salable segments, and to print the stills as well as prepare slides for those rags that required them. The problem with such a week as I had just finished was that the film backed up until I had time to catch up and then it became something of a problem just keeping track of everything. I had my own methods, and they worked, but it was a little painful putting out so many prints and slides. ”I was speaking, “Pa, you don’t need to be. To continue; about the first time I met Angie she told me she had called her mother that afternoon before she was injured. I believe you jumped into your car and headed here to protect her. You got the hidden key from the stone at end of the house and came in through the back door. You arrived too late to help prevent her injuries. I suspect Brian was drunk and passed out when you came in. I’m guessing you found Angie was passed out on the floor.“I. Vor ein paar Tagen hatte sie mit ihrer Mutter über Skype telefoniert. Normalerweise mag Katja Skypen mit Video nicht aber ihre Mutter hatte sehr darauf bestanden. „Ich möchte unbedingt meine Tochter sehen“ hatte Britta als Argument vorgebracht. Katja ließ den Videochat über sich ergehen und nach 15 Minuten war das ganze vorbei. Das Gespräch war eigentlich belanglos. Es ging um Nachbarn mit dem man eh kaum Kontakt hatte, eine Tante die im Krankenhaus liegt und das ihre beste Freundin Jenny sich.