It’s only a fraction of what she put me through, but I think it’s important for her to understand what she did to me and the rest of her victims.�...�She’s already given all of her belongings over to me. Store anything that isn’t trash and keep an eye out for books. The gorgon said she put them in a small alcove just outside the cave after an unfortunate incident with a magic-user.”When he asked the snake-haired woman about the lack of books in her cavern, she told him about a man who bolted at. I was goggle-eyed when I saw her. She had on this very short green, tartan plaid miniskirt and a white button up blouse. Her hair was in a ponytail and she had on white Reeboks. She looked like a naughty Catholic School girl; I liked it, I liked it a lot."What are you doing sitting in here Bro?"I told her about my conversation with Dad, and Mom's comments."Dad must think he's getting very lucky tonight," she grinned. Then she went, "you know", and made this obscene gesture with her fist moving. After being in and around the Strip for three days it was nice to be somewhere quiet for a change. I was surprised when I rolled up in front of an older, ranch style house on a half acre parcel, with desert landscaping and a very wide porch running the entire length of the house. There was a 'For Sale' sign in the front yard and an elderly black woman was rocking on the front porch. A tall boy in baggy UNLV basketball shorts was shooting baskets and listening to his I-pod in the driveway. He. ‘More coffee sweetie?’ she said, looking out and seeing her husband walking toward the barn. ‘Yeah thanks.’ After pouring the coffee she turned and looked back at the table and stopped. He’d pulled something out of the soiled laundry basked. ‘Dodge, stop that. What on earth are you doing?’ ‘Smelling the crotch of your used panties, that’s what I’m doing. What does that tell you?’ ‘You animal,’ she snapped, realizing she was blowing the best opportunity of her life. ‘Put down my panties and.