Paul persuades them this would be the best time to go see his friend. They walk in to the strip club. Paul walks over to the bar. A few minutes later ...rank Gannon walks out of the office. He sees who it is and motions them to follow him. Lane is wearing his trademarked mask. Frank wonders who he is.He sits down behind his desk and says, "Hi Paul, what brings you here?" My friend here needs some equipment." Who is he?" Most people know me as the Preacher," Lane says. Paul gives him a dirty. "I keep stopping to look in the mirror to see if I'm showing yet, but I don't know if I'll be happy or upset when I do. I'm paranoid about eating too much, or too little, or the wrong things."Mostly, though, I just feel alive. It's an incredible knowledge that there's a life growing inside me, even if I can't really feel it yet. I keep thinking it's kicking or pushing, but it's not big enough yet really. I'll know when it does." Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?" We don't know — and we don't. You can't help but smile as you start to drive to work and by start,you really mean it as you manage to drive at best,a block away from your apartment before getting caught in the morning rush hour.If the road were a can,your car would be one of many sardines in it as in every direction,you're flanked by people who are presumably off to work as well.In any other day,you would be a boiling kettle right now,spewing hot steam as you impatiently wait for the traffic to move,but today was not like. He walked around her looking her up and down and made no sound as he took her in, she felt unnerved but excited at the same time. She wanted to talk but knew that to do so was not part of the agreement so she stood motionless and looked straight ahead. The master then walked around her again but this time started to touch her. He ran his fingers around her neck, moving them through her hair and tracing the outline of her lips with his fingers. His hands continued downwards and circled her.