Sometimes it got silly, like with the Cougar, the Tactical Command Vehicle. I talked to one of the TRT guys over at the Cherokee once and he admitted ...hey had no fucking idea what to do with a Cougar in Matucket. The Feds basically were giving them away as ‘surplus’ equipment to just about any police force that could come up with any half-assed reason to have one. They came with a bunch of gear inside that somebody at the MPD had thought was good, so somebody in Services had applied. Ninety. “There we go,” he said, and then hefted the stringer, letting out a theatrical grunt. “I appreciate it.” “No problem. I don’t mind helping out.” You could help me with something else, popped into her head as he turned. She found herself lamenting his rather baggy shorts, but she could see the muscles working in his legs and imagine just how tight his butt must be. She snapped her eyes to her bag to pull out both the nightcrawlers and the tub of moist wipes when he turned back around. She. She was gaining her beauty more than ever. I was in town for about three months. So I started going for workout to get a nice body. Her parents saw me a couple of times when I was coming back and just in fun, asked me to take her to exercise. I took that chance, and called her up. She was not so happy about it, but she came anyway. After a couple of days, she started wearing shorts and sleeveless clothes to the place. I was getting excited, but I didn’t see a chance. So that was happening, and. Greg and I are not together. Greg just comes around… a lot.”“He’s not coming here tonight, is he?”“No.” Karen sounded adamant, even stamping her foot. “He knows not too. Plus, he’s gone to visit his brothers who are back in the area after their tour.”Don took Karen’s stomp as confirmation. “Tour?”“They’re acrobats at a travelling circus. He’s from a family of travellers.”“I never knew that.”Don decided to change conversation. “Anyway, I always thought your Lee was a nice little lad. I, really.