"Kristy, why don't you invite Angela to join us? I bet she's lonely."I moved my hands to her ass and prompted her to dismount. Kristy clambered off of...the bed and walked up to Angela and with cool efficiency said, "Please join us in bed." Kristy, I admonished, "Do it nice and friendly."Kristy flexed her butt cheeks and reached up to Angela laying one hot and heavy french kiss on the woman. Angela responded in kind. As I watched them neck, it occurred to me that Kristy must have known that. I used to be a machinist but my eyes are not good enough anymore, so they moved me up to the tool crib and made me the floor manager. I had given out the jobs for the day and I then tried to look up the owner of the wallet. There was no listing in the phone book and the address was way on the other side of the county. I was telling one of the women in the front office about my find and that I wasn't able to get a number to call the owner of the wallet. She told me to call one of the credit card. Oh no, now, it is my turn. I want to live and, believe me, I shall."A scream pierced Erik's slumber and his head shot up from the keyboard."Christine!"Her scream echoed throughout his house. In his haste to rise to his feet, the piano bench flew back and crashed unnoticed to the floor."She needs me! Merde! Why did I ever leave her? If I had stayed with her she would not be in danger now."How he was certain of her peril, he did not know. He just knew it as surely as he knew his own name. Racing. " The waiter returned to take their orders. Although he hadn't had a square meal in almost two days, Terry resisted the temptation to order the biggest steak on the menu, reluctantly selecting a pasta dish. Doyle ordered sea bass, then asked him, "How did you know about Carnivore?" I pulled up the history of Great White's recent acquisitions on Lexis this afternoon. DeVour has been cutting a swath through corporate America funded by Carnivore. They're probably in San Francisco tonight plotting.