" You don't wanna be here," Crash said with sarcasm.He entered the room and could not resist looking at the bed. Leon's forearm and hand protruded fro... the sheet covering him. Crash shivered and looked at Matilda. She was stuffing her clothing into bags."That's the one with the weapons," Matilda said pointing to the suitcase next to the dresser. "It's real heavy. The ones with the money are in the closet."Crash walked to the closet and opened it. "My god! All of these have money in them?!". She lifted from her computer and said, ‘Hi, have you come to plow me over my desk? She caught the look on his face. ‘God I should have known you’d be chicken. What about the women’s restroom then? It has a lock on the door.’ ‘Sorry I’m in work mode,’ he said lamely and she had the grace to let that go with a sigh. He said, ‘What have you got on?’ ‘Just bra and panties under this tunic dress.’ He sighed. ‘I mean in the way of projects.’ ‘Am I meant to be reporting to you now?’ She caught the. David won’t miss the commute, though.”“Your new church is real close to the seminary, isn’t it?”“Walking distance,” David said.“Yeah,” said Tom Bryant. “But, the way you walk, so’s anywhere.” People in Independence joked about the amount of walking David did. He’d given up his bike, local roads having lots of traffic and no sidewalks, but he still walked miles whenever he could. The amount David walked would be extreme anywhere, even in Chicago, but country folk walked much less than urbanites. His tie didn't match either his shirt or his suit and was just dangling around his neck. His shoes were scuffed and old fashioned. He obviously didn't take much time with his personal grooming, but he probably didn't have to. His whole aura just gave off some kind of weird animal magnetism that I couldn't explain. As I thought about him just barging into my office without even knocking and then leaving with that "Too bad," comment just hanging in the air, I noticed that my panties were already.