” I tell her that knowing Gabby like I do, it may be a while before she lets him go. “Well at least you can sit and keep me company. I normally en... up on my own here at the end.” Tameka leans forward and pours the last of the wine equally into our glasses. As she does, I can’t help but notice her firm breasts pressing against her tight work uniform blouse, envious of how much bigger than mine they are. Unfortunately she catches me, but doesn’t say anything. We get around to the guy who tried to. "Here you go Professor, do you need anything else?" Naw, I think you've got us covered at least for a while, thanks Ray." I poured myself a glass and filled Brian's and Bob's and topped off Lisa's. "There you go gang, and now a toast, 'To reporters everywhere." To reporters everywhere." They repeated back as they toasted and took sips from their glasses.I watched Lisa take a sip of her beer and then she looked over the rim of her glass directly into my eyes, and smiled as she spoke."Look Sam. ." I was loosing my control. "Enough with the vague, blurry crap." said Jake. "Give details!" I was really losing it and my face was turning red. "He knows the scripture inside and out. He is very good with... with..." I was ready to explode and I could barely speak. "You can stop this you know" whispered Rachael. I wasn't going down so easily. I used my foot to kick and slow/stun her a bit and I said every thing as fast as I could. "He's a great dancer,singer, thinker, and all around good guy. Smiling knowing full well who it would be went to the doorand opened it. Michelle opened her mouth in shock. She could barelyrecognise her husband. Roger was dressed in the classic French maidoutfit, right down to the black dress and white apron. His brunette hairwas done into a neat French bun. His lips were painted pink and Michellecould see that his fingernails were as well. He was also carrying a pinkfeather duster."Roger?" Michelle asked not believing her eyes. Roger placed a paintedfinger.