I was still touching myself through my trousers and she saw me I think. She sat back down and crossed her legs so that I'd have NO doubt what was unde... her skirt. To this day I remember it so clearly. For a while longer this went on. About an hour and a half later, after we'd both come and gone to the loo's a couple of times I decided I was going to follow her into the ladies but I wussed out. It was a little narrow corridor to the toilets, and I followed her into the corridor but didn't dare. Don didn't find much time to spend with them, unfortunately. Between wrapping up the television special with Crystal Layne and the lawsuit, he didn't spend much time with anyone.Christmas day had been good. Presents were exchanged, family and friends visited, and by the end of the day, Don again felt himself exhausted.It wasn't until he woke up the following Saturday to a quiet house that Don realized he had nowhere he had to be that day. The morning air was crisp as he stepped out on to the. Which, it didn’t look like it would be. Although the actual exchange of money, and the signing of permits, might occur in Little River. Probably not, as I thought it through. Ollie and Goodwin wouldn’t be identified with the project, not by name. Or face.However, the Gilmore Girls had always taught me to learn as much as I could about any situation that affected me. From Miss Adler’s whores to furniture to horses.I looked at Willowdean, “Your husband is involved? Besides just printing the. .. ice packs! And another thing!" he yammered before Tiffany could get her wits together. "Humpty-Dumpty's gotta go!"Tiffany's heart sank. Humpty-Dumpty was Gallagher's derisive nickname for Cliff Farrow. "He - he didn't come back here, did he?" she faltered. "He promised me he never would again." Humpty-Dumpty," Dippy recited, "took a great fall. He's downstairs right now, puking in the hall." Oh goddd," Tiffany groaned. Ever since Cliff had found out what she was really doing he had been.