“John Colshaw here.”“Oh, John!” he almost shouted, “Congratulations. What can I do for you?”“Nothing to do with work really,” John sai.... “I need some information about something else.”“Fire away,” said the Scottish voice at the other end.“Have you any memories of the conference we went to, four years ago?”“Strange question,” he laughed. “Well, let me see. Conference so–so, party on the last night was a blast. It was also the last one, so yes I remember.”“Ian,” said John. “Do you mind if I. . Infact, it sort burned as it went down my throat and immediately filled mystomach with a sort of pleasant warmth."Wow," I choked out a moment later.That had been the first time that I'd ever tasted whisky, and it wascertainly quite a bit different from the beer, wine and even rum that Ihad tasted before. And it was quite a bit stronger going down as well.Then as I considered what bottle I should sample next, I absentlyfinished off what was left in the glass. I was barely even aware that Ihad. I had crawled over to a window and looked out. I saw a head poke over the main entrance looking toward the house. When it dropped down, I had Maria look while I placed my ear to the opening of the window to listen."I could hear a discussion about whether to enter or not. Finally, one stronger voice said that it's not worth the trouble right now but that the location would make a good headquarters. Maria gasped. She could hear that statement, too. We heard the sounds of motors starting and then. .. uplifting.”He chuckled, “Yea, you could say that; what have you been doing today?”“Oh, I started tidying the place up; I’m in Rachels room at the moment.”“Found any soiled undies in her bed?”I chuckled, “Why? Do you want me to save some for you!”“Depends honey, has she started her periods yet?”“Brad! That’s gross!”“Just asking, that’s all.”“She started having them over a year ago.”“Mm ... nice; I imagine she is masturbating a fair bit now then?”“Well yes, some of her panties do need an.