" And I have a new skirt that's really tight. Those hunks are alwaysogling my big ass anyway, and if I show if off it'll be like throwingraw hamburge... to a pack of dogs."They laughed and toasted each other with their wine glasses. Theirhapless mates, standing there in panties and stockings, hairlesscrotches exposed, chastity tubes bared, could only shudder at this newand unwelcome development. Still, it's impossible to debate an issuewhen you look like that and have just had your hands on. "Doctor, Jenna Donovan. Blood pressure 128 over 88, pulse 76. Car accident." She made a tsk tsking sound. "No seat belt." Well, now, Jenna Donovan. Let that be a lesson to you." He leaned over and played a pen light over her eyes calling out his findings as he did his exam.Dr. Miller was a well loved member of the Emergency room, at least by most of the nurses. And the ones who didn't like him, respected him for the job that he did. He was known for his courtesy towards nurses and a genuine. I wrote down the address from the tax database. I did another search for the houses on either side of the Sudcliffe home and found that Sam and Betty Weller still lived there. I tried a quick search of the Atlanta newspaper, but the online archives only went back two years. There was nothing on a murder of Terry Sudcliffe's wife."Okay Janice, time to move. We're going to Atlanta. Let's see what we can dig out on this Terry Sudcliffe."Janice did a search for airlines and found us a flight that. "She stood, "Let us go." I followed her out of the disco. It was June and unseasonably warm for Germany. It had been close to 76 today and was still in the sixties this late. We walked down the street and turned off the main drag at the next block. She wasn't walking very fast."I think I should introduce myself. You are being very kind to me. My name is Mike."She put out her hand. "My name is Gisela." I took her hand and she gave me a real handshake. No limp wrist for a German girl. I took the.