As Allie was putting dishes in the dishwasher, I had the work numbers of two of her cohorts to call first thing today. Then I was going to talk to Car... Jensen.Allie gave me the work numbers of a Brenda Cummings and a Vicki Stallings. Brenda worked in payroll, and Vicki was in accounts receivable. I called Vicki first."Accounts Receivables, Debbie speaking, how may I help you?" Is a Vicki Stallings available? I need to speak to her about something very important." Ah ... Vicki is on the phone. “Nope. And if I recall correctly, we didn’t play strip chess, either.”“True, but we sure did other stuff!”“We did. And it was fun! Are you seeing anyone?”“No. I’ve dated, but nobody serious. You know how long it took before we had sex, we’ll I haven’t dated anyone long enough that I was ready to do it. I am on the Pill now, though.”“Oh? I thought you didn’t have periods.”“Actually, the Pill was prescribed to see if it could cause me to have my menarche, and it worked. Now I’m regular as. "Damn, where is she?" Prick!" she said, climbing out of the trunk of the car slowly, keeping the gun trained upon the man's chest. "You broke my nose." Who are you?" David asked her, watching as she pulled off the long, dark wig that he'd thought was Kaylee's hair as he'd sat down the street from the restaurant. He'd taken big chances tonight, but when they'd been presented, he couldn't help but take them. It had seemed fate when Gabe had left her side, leaving her standing in the pool of light. We'd likely meet them in the playoffs, assuming we got past the second-place team in the Northern Division -- Wilmington.I was actually a little bit hyped about the playoffs, because last year in Delmarva, our club hadn't gotten anywhere at all in post-season play. UAB's success in the NCAA regionals had been the nearest thing I'd seen to a power showdown between top-notch teams.The fact that I'd continued to hit a ton, of course, made getting up for still-more baseball games a little bit.