He did seem kindly however, so I told him,"My name is Bell Elfgurl. Is there any chance of getting a ride on the bus? I am without money but I will be...willing to make it worth your while."He laughed and gave his order to the waitress who was hovering nearby and who was giving me a very chilling look that said, "I got your number, little lady!"When he told me to order something on his bill, I almost jumped up and kissed him even though he looked decidedly plain and ordinary. I ordered a "Western. Mom came home, as usual... but there was this man with her... and they were in the bedroom... and he was..." Fucking her?" Donnie... please!" she chided, the sound of the word offensive to her. "Yes..." she went on after a moment, "only he... d-didn't do it... like you'd expect... h-he put his thing in her m-mouth..."She turned away, her embarrassment flooding in on her, again.Donnie was blase, unimpressed, "So? She sucked him off?" he said, spreading his hands and lifting his shoulders.. “I’ll just tell them that Vivian was here and anything else they want to know about last night, except for the therapy part. It was just old friends spending a night together.”“Okay, and why did she suddenly come to your house,” the officer asked on.“Pardon?” Donna replied.“These are just routine questions, Mrs. Alldring. You are not a suspect, but we need to get the facts straight. Mr. McDonahue said his wife went to see you rather urgently.”Donna’s mind was racing for a good excuse. She knew. She also enjoyed telling me what she was wearing when we were in public, and the effect that doing so was sure to have. On one occassion we were at a bar with some friends. It was dark and noisy, but not a club and there weren't really any spots where you could really feel safe to get away with naughtiness. I knew that my friend was wearing a pair of fine lace panties - she told me when we were at the bar and later passed them to me under the table, giving me a knowing look as she pushed them.