"Is it," I asked quietly as I approached the canopied bed and flickering lamp, "truly Mistress Sheila McLean, the parson's young widow from Newark?" A...e," she said, sitting up and holding the covers to her chest, her long hair glowing in the moonlight, nearly transparent, like filaments of dripping honey, her eyes wide and wary. "And who might you be, y'hulk?" Well," I said, "it has been a while." I have a gun." she said, " a pistol. And though it is small, it is loaded." Do you really?" I said. I stepped back and asked him if he was OK. He looked at me with a confused look on his face and said I think I need to go.I got ready and made my way back over to the boy's house. I slowed as I approached the house as I could see a strange car on the drive. I walked into the house and shouted for the boys to come and help me with my bags. I was shocked to see that they had called two of their friends from down the street to come over for the day. Chris and Carl were on the football team with. I sat the bar for 2 hours and out of no where maggie sits down next to me, big surprised for me i really didnt think she show.i got her some drinks and we talked she was with someone but didnt think it would work out, we talked some more, drank some more. we left the bar around 1am and i took her home, she gave me a long kiss and said if i would like some more come inside to her home, my ass wasted no time. we were making out hot and heavy on her sofa my hands were all. I need you to look at the tape of the incident and let me know what I need to do now."Once Mike came inside, we went to the conference room where Jen had all that state of the art electronic crap, which I do not understand. I stood in awe while Mike moved around hooking things together. When he turned it all on, the cop was walking from his patrol car toward my PT cruiser."Do you want me to go back farther?" Mike asked."No, this should be fine," I replied.When the cop said, "Get out of the car.