I got a little more worried as I thought about what blackman had said. What if she didn't remember? But that couldn't be because my grandmother always...was very intelligent and has never had memory problems before. Still I was really worried as the night went on.She had cooked a very good dinner for us of steak, mashed potatoes and stuffing. She even had pulled out some wine and we ate and drank and talked like we were best friends. Everything was wonderful. But the as the we talked about things. "Okay Wilson lets she what the view of our camera is," I said into the phone.He turned on the camera and microphone remotely. We had a few of her from the waist down. I saw her face when she took off her shoes, so I knew it wasn't a trick. It was an accidental act of modesty. I really didn't think about seeing her naked one way of the other. She was just an object to me like a piece of art.She ordered room service the next morning and we heard it. Actually Wilson heard it. "Sylvia, Jing is. I mean, I won't tell anyone. Please don't tell my folks."Obviously she knew everything. Jeff's face turned bright red. He could feel the heat burning in his cheeks. He stared at his glass hoping his despair was not obvious."Did it make you hard when you saw me, Jeff?"Jeff gasped and involuntarily looked up at Helen. A mischievous smile flickered across her face."You saw my breasts, didn't you? Did looking at them make your cock grow hard? Do you like my breasts, Jeff? Did you like watching me. ..with three dead bodies.Once I got over my initial shock enough to think straight, I went towhere I left my car, only to get another surprise. It was on fire,though the flames were just burning down. Apparently, it hadn't beenenough for Nadine to murder me, she had to destroy my car too."Bitch," I snarled.Since I no longer had a car and didn't think that hitchhiking was agood idea at the moment, I began walking the rest of the way back tomy apartment. This gave me time to think about what.