Christopher followed her in and the two examined the room in between lustful glances at each other.The young man was wearing a light blue button-down ...hirt and khaki pants. At 5'7” he was the same height as Vicky and slight of build. He had medium length dirty blonde hair that tumbled down the sides of his head to just below his chin. She couldn't help but think he looked like some combination of young Kurt Cobain and the stereotypical “white Jesus” archetype.Vicky was wearing a sleek, black. "So, what's our cover story?" Kevin asked eagerly. Marissa turned tohim, and with a glimmering smile to her face, then spoke up this timewith a southern socialite accent, "Why honey, I am Marissa Hopkins,studying business at the same college your fine young man is attending.I met him one at a party function with the business school and we hit itoff like fireworks. I am a good Christian girl from a well-off family.We have been dating for a good year now, my how time flies!" sheexclaimed then. The people or things that brought you here and dumped you aren't coming back either, as far as I know. I got the impression that they don't think very highly of humans. I'm going to have to clue you in on what to expect in this world. You can't go making changes real quick or people will start suspecting something. I'm sure that you're going to see us do a lot of things that you think are backward and, probably, you know a better way. You're just going to have to accept out ways. Later, we. ." I bent over and whispered, "rude fuckers, every one of them. Mother says we have to be nice..." I giggled, "and we are." The grin spoke volumes."Where on earth did you get the flooring? Ah ... the watch." Yeppers ... mom. One board at a time." I noticed a look on Unc's face, "Do you regret the watch?" Not exactly ... I regret the hassle of hiding it. The whole family reaped the rewards when David had it. You can only spend so much and then it's just stupidity."Grace is dead, suicide, she was.