” “I’ll say!” I giggled. “That loincloth leaves nothing to the imagination!” The Green Man danced madly, whirling like a dervish before bo...nding out amongst the company, accepting drinks and flirting with the women, speaking only with laughter and animalistic noises. Moving with the rhythm of the drums, he cavorted over towards Alessandra and I. Intimidated by this apparition of carnal lust, I stepped back a pace shyly. Alessandra stood her ground, meeting the Green Man’s gaze as he stepped. Mrs Stein was no doubt an older, very much older woman comfortably in her seventies and in reality she looked it. She had looked after her face obviously but her neck and hands gave her age away. When I had seen her standing I noticed she was reasonably tall - maybe 180 cms (about 5’10”). She had the broad arse of a woman her age and carried the spare tyre around her waist - not fat but definitely not trim. Her breasts were pendulous and she always wore loose tops to accommodate them. Beth Anne pulled on Chris, at his shirtsleeve and beckoned him to walk along, they returning to the more lighted part of the tunnel."Good Bye Beth Anne, you… dirty bitch," yelled Roger.“You are Okay Roger, and a sincere no thanks, I hate the flavor of bananas!” Chris said, he acting with his usual comic manner in the face of some disgusting situation.Beth Anne drew Chris along, as us stunned by hearing her victim make such a nonchalant nasty a remark. She stood gawking at Chris, saying after a. "Oh yes, I saw that in the papers. I also saw that he'd been arrested at that place in Beaverton where you lived." I have a perfectly good alibi." I bet you do. What's going to happen to him? What if he walks?" He won't walk far. I have heard rumors that the pimp of that hooker is going to pop the guy who was with her when CPS showed up. It spoiled his income, and he's pissed."I looked at her angry face. "You really have it in for these people." They killed my mother, and they've been trying to.