That was a good break.It looks like we went about an hour over our time. But by the satisfied looks your faces' you don't mind. Let us move on.This is...the part of F.A.G. where we delve into the changes that the virus has had and is still having on society, law and everyday morals.As you know my daughter is my wife and she is sixteen. About a year ago this would be considered illegal. That is no longer the case. Five months after the virus went global,You guys most likely remember it. The. Everybody did!The Hitman leased a small apartment in Alameda and spent a month shadowing Sally Catelli. The report rang true; during the week Big Sally went to work at his tow truck company, which fronted for his mob activities, occasionally had dinner with his wife at a restaurant, and on the weekends he ate with his family at his mother's house. Most weekday nights Sally stayed at home. Through the lens of a high powered scope the Hitman watched Sally sitting at his computer in his den until. She liked a bit of whip sometimes did Barbie. So did Ken.”“Really? You were an advanced c***d.”“Oh yes. Guess what Barbie asked ken for one Christmas?”“A new whip?”“Nope.”“A new car.”“No a collection of empty bottles, all sizes and shapes. My Barbie always liked a new bottle to play with. Lol.”Amber looked at me and i saw the change in her eyes. Suddenly something hungry and full of lust was behind her wrinkled nosed smile. She reached across me and grabbed a nearbye beer on the bedside table.. “Well, thanks again, maybe again?” I asked.“Sure,” he answered quietly, “Let me see how work goes.”Out the door I went.Five days later, on Monday, an email appeared in my in box, from Fred. It was brief, asking if I was free at 10:30, to come over to him.I replied yes, and went to douche, and shower. Just in case.I arrived at the appointed time, tube od Astro-Glide in my pocket.Fred heard me coming, and had the door open as I got out of my vehicle.“Morning” I saidHe replied with a “Good.