House is kinda empty with just Bette Jean and Gary and me. Lots of room. Sure is nice you've come for a visit. You have, haven't you?"The pink tongue ...ame out to wet the pouty coral mouth. "Well, I hope you'll let me stay a while. I should have let you know, I guess, but I'm not much good at writing." Lester! Go get some clothes on!" She hadn't meant for her voice to shrill like that, but the way he was looking at Wanda was obscene. The dirty minded old goat. Bette Jean's hand shook a little. In the kitchen, I asked Gerta, but all she told me was that Bea had gone out somewhere, and would be back later. I went to the refrigerator, looking for ice cream, but we were all out. I asked Gerta about it, and she wrote it on her list. I told her good night and went up to my bedroom. I thought about Mr. Chalmers and Bea as a couple. I couldn't see the two of them being very happy together. I hoped that Mr. Chalmers wasn't thinking about anything permanent with Bea. She would wind up breaking. Before coming back to the apartment, she had stopped off at the cybercaf?, done a web search on the medallion, and turned up a surprising amount of information. Most people coming across references to it would assume the medallion was about as real as Bigfoot or the Loch Ness monster, but she knew better.Jamie reached into her jacket and pulled out a sheaf of papers, printouts of WebPages she had looked up at the cybercafe. As well as those about the medallion, there were several more about. He was P.Solomom. The famous body builder from Chattisgarh. Gosh I don’t know about his intentions but my mom’s wasn’t very good. Few days passed by, he started coming at our place regularly and my mom’s friendship with him grew. Solomon came to our house to have lunch and that day something happened. Mom was wearing a beautiful skirt and a tee. He was in shorts and a short shirt. We had lunch together. While having lunch I found that mom was occasionally trying to touch Solomon’s legs under.