Well, at least their taggers were a bit more artistic than the Temple Street gang.She locked up her car as well as she could and made her way to the l...st known residence of her delinquent parolee. It was one of the ubiquitous large old houses near downtown Los Angeles,nestled between slightly newer apartment complexes. These houses were the last remnants of that brief occupation of the original city of Los Angeles by white folk. The dispossessed had returned and once again made it their home.. Wes knew all the neighbors so I guess that should be no surprise.“Get the cheapest one,” the old lady said. “They all do the same thing and the cheap ones work just as well as the expensive ones. And get some water from a drive-thru on the way there. You need to fill up your bladder.”“Thanks,” I said awkwardly. “I, um, really appreciate the advice. Please ... please don’t tell Wes.”“Oh, of course, sweetheart,” the woman said. “I wouldn’t dream of stealing that moment from you. I’m in 219 if you. "Just like that?" Yep, just like that" What if they turn us down?" We'll cross that bridge when we come to it, let's go down and have a word with Fred, he seems to know everyone around here" God anything for a drink" Jill laughed, "Mine's a lager!"Fred at the pub knew just the man, which didn't surprise me in the least,"He's got the money all right Tommy, that's not a problem and he's very interested, the problem is getting some reliable lads" How do you know he's interested Fred?" I said with. "The move into the home with Alex and Tai Lin had actually gone smoother than Samantha had expected. Tai Lin, perhaps because of the kids, had avoided any confrontations. Samantha had been surprised when Tai Lin did not object to a shared arrangement whereby Alex would spend every other night with each of the two women. Although they tried a menage-a-trois shortly after Samantha moved in, it was obvious the two women were more interested in competing than in giving and receiving pleasure, so.