"Hey Babs, you tried the pigs in blankets yet over der? Some genius put cheddah in'em." Pointed the Dark Knight out of character to the other side of ...he food display at the table. Blinking up in surprise, the red-haired woman nearly guffawed."Boston?!" Seeing the man smile… Probably the first she ever saw him do that, she recognised the mannerisms and Brooklyn accent of the former trapeze artist turned ghost using her friend’s body to interact with the party around them."Yup, ol Bats let me. It's ready now, just outside the meeting room."The meeting broke up and the participants began to file out. A few shook hands with Frank as they left. Murray stayed in his place near where Frank stood and another man joined him. When all but the three of them had left the room Murray made the introduction."Frank, this is Steven Crawford, Executive Director of the Pension Trust."Frank thrust out his hand and Crawford grasped it. "Mighty thoughtful of you to come out here to make this. This kiss was like no other, and I am very sure, I poked her again, but I didn’t care.Between kissing, poking, and eating the popcorn, hotdogs and soda we ordered, the movie finished. It wasn’t even noon yet. Our girls cleaned up our faces, then their own.I think she saw me fixing my ‘problem,’ but I needed to not be poking straight out, when we return the daughters to their crazy Irish father.Our cohorts in the back gathered up the trash. Something that looked like a series of garage doors. ” Her eyes lowered, pulling his withhers. His eyes, feasted to her wet crotch, “I like, andplease be bold anytime you want.”He grasped her hand, pulling her to her feet. Without aword, he led her to the door. Again all eyes, locked toher. Her hips swayed to the motion of bliss, knowing ofwhat was about to happen. She knew, this man could andwould put out the flames of passion, buried deep insideher. He opened the door to his pick-up, never letting go ofher hand. Her skirt.