He now takes one look at you, and you find your favourite meal for that time of day being put in front of you.”“It’s really cool. Erving says he...doesn’t have to fret about menus anymore because he just knows what you want. He is one very happy cook, and we love having him here,” Sean told them as he took them on a ‘Captain Cook’s look,’ of the place.Lee had vamped up the rooms that were for guests, and they were a lot more opulent these days. Sean showed Don and the girls a room and said the. No motorised vehicle would venture down a suburban residential road where it was at risk of being car-jacked, so the only sounds anyone could hear other than the occasional clip-clop of a horse-drawn wagon was the stream of percussive electronic music emanating from the windows of Psychlone's small flat. So when the front door knocker was rudely hammered in the hallway below him, Psychlone could scarcely pretend that he wasn't home.Before he unlatched and unbolted the front door he checked who. I had heard the term house arrest before. But it was usually in connection with some politician or mobster being confined at home with armed guards. But home monitoring was something new. So, I asked about that.“Well Matt, basically what they do is put an ankle bracelet on you. That bracelet sends a message out to the monitoring station that tracks where you are. Plus, if you cut the bracelet or go outside of the authorized area, it sends an alarm.”“How does it do that?“Well, I guess it sends a. My hubby assured me that we would have a good time. If they actually showed-up which was questionable, we would either click with them, or not, and then decide what happens next. I inhaled and exhaled a deep cleansing breathe and asked him to zip me up. I wore a sexy little midi dress that hugged my curves and pushed up my boobs into a little shelf of breast delight, a veritable appetizer for the eyes. As we parked the car, I asked the obvious questions, and all I received back was a blank.