She couldn't wait to get home to study the evidence in her possessionand to see if it shed any further light on her father's murder.When she studied t...e figures in detail she was stunned by how high thecorruption went. She recognised the Chief and the Mayor's names andthe staggeringly high amounts of money they had borrowed from the fund,but it went further. Loans had been approved to officials in City Halland the State Legislature."Jesus Bishop! You know you're holding a hand grenade with. Now, I’m fourteen years old, and I am feeling so much love for my uncle. I’m a little confused by how my heart and especially my body are reacting. This is one of the few times I wish I had a mom to talk to. Uncle Harv and I got through buying my first bra, upgrading from little girl’s underwear to matching bra and panties, and my first period, but coming to terms with wanting to make love to my father figure seemed a little more complicated. Uncle Harv is my only adult friend, and I wasn’t. He pulled into the garage.“You stay alone,” asked Damian.“Yes, sir,” replied the homeowner as he lugged his bags inside. “Let me get you the menu for Wing Spot.”They selected a 30-piece box with half lemon-pepper and half fiery. Nigel pulled out a blunt from the air-tight container in the freezer. Damian lit up. Nigel disappeared. “I’m back,” announced the host.“Damn,” Damian exclaimed. “Sorry. I like to be comfortable when I’m home.“You straight.”Nigel was wearing a lime green cami, black. She and her husband Mark had a good but vanilla sex life, yet something was missing. She frequently had heated thoughts about Henry and imagined him handling her roughly, in some raw and primal way. He made her want to do dark and deviant things.Henry opened the shop door after seeing her approach and asked how he could help her. Lori was craning her neck to look past him into the shop. Henry stepped sideways to block her view. She smiled brightly up at him. “Hi Henry! I just baked these and.