At the end of the movie, I stretched and said, "It's probably time for me to go home and to bed. It's getting late. Shirley said, "Go ahead, Caroline,...ask him."Caroline asked, "We want you to stay with us tonight, Mark. You know like Betty and Shirley did last night at your place. I'm dying to be close to someone all night and even though Shirley is my best friend, I get tired of sleeping with her. Please, stay with us. I promise we'll sleep with you individually, but right now, stay with both. Alright, he could see skipping a bra in the morning; he enjoyed the feeling of his breasts moving freely and hated the way bra straps dug into his shoulders after a day of wearing one; but to forget packing any altogether? With the amount of exercise he'd be getting on this trip, that was foolish.Then he noticed something else was missing. He quickly double checked and noticed all his feminine hygiene products were missing! No tampons, no douche bottles, not even a maxi-pad.Okay, this was. She nodded to the unconscious man still lying across Rael’s horse. “What about him?” “He’s going to give us answers,” Rael said shortly. “I don’t think he’s going to be very free with his information,” Silmaria returned. “He’ll talk,” Rael replied. His voice was clearly weary, ragged and torn where the wind rushing past them snatched at the edges of his words. But there was determination, too. Determination, and the promise of danger. “He’ll talk.” * “You’re going to talk.” Ricard looked up. "Or this I said," holding up my cell phone. "We have been on 911 for the last few minutes. So if you aren't cops, you are about to meet some real ones," I smiled at them.The older one used his cell phone. "This is detective sergeant Wilson, cancel that 911 call on N. Main and send me a squad car here instead for transport."Just as soon as he said that, I speed dialed Jennifer. "I'm about to be arrested for no reason at all. Come on down and spring me." I said it laughing. I was also damn sure.