’ ‘Have you talked to Stacy?’ Charlie changed the subject. ‘About a week ago. They don’t really encourage phone calls when you’re in reh...b. She can use the phone for like an hour one day out of the week, and she can’t have a cell.’ Charlie leaned forward to rest elbows on knees. He felt bad for Stacy, whom he considered one of his closest friends, ‘I should go see her.’ ‘They restrict that even more,’ Brian warned, ‘There’s a family day once a month, and that that isn’t for another week.’ . "You always make me feel better."Michelle was surprised by the kiss. Kristen had never kissed her before, but she had to admit, she liked it. She leaned in this time and kissed her back. This kiss was longer, but still very soft and a little wet as Kristen ran the tip of her tongue along the seam of Michelle's lips. The friends pulled apart and looked at each other, both of them afraid to break the silence and ruin the moment. Michelle brought her hand up and ran the tip of her index finger. Been a while.I drove to Mary Packer’s shelter to have an after-work beer with Gloria VanLandingham. And was pleasantly surprised to see one of Harold’s whores, Laquita, washing dinner dishes along with three other little girls.“Hi, Winter!”“Laquita, I’m happy to see you here.”She beamed, “Miz VanLandingham let me stay here every other week.”Which meant she was whoring for Harold every other week. Well, it’s a start. She must have seen the thought flit across my face. “I already got $735 in my. To distract myself, I stopped caulking the windows and turned to the television for a decent documentary.Mid way through learning about how Lucky Luciano - considered the father of organized crime - had brought a business approach to the Cosa Nostra, creating the first commission of Dons, a skill I quite admired, the phone rang.“You’re late,” I said as soon as I answered it.“Mr. Hicks?” a calm, youngish voice asked.“Yes. Who’s this?”“I’m Constable Peters. I’m calling to let you know your.