I have a gift for you. One you will cherish. You owe me no cash. However, someday, I'm going to need a favor. I have an address you want to write down...on a piece of paper."He pauses while I scramble for pen and paper.I tell him, "Ok, I've a pen and some paper. Continue."Arthur says in his rich deep voice, "Corner of 1301 Kedzie and 35th Street is a warehouse. Enter from the east side, there is a big empty room. In thirty minutes, your friend Lester ..." I know him, but he is no friend of mine,. I said, “This is Jason. ““Do you know how to get to my address?”I said, “Yes it will take me twenty minutes.”“Hurry!”“Mom I am going for a bike ride... I may be late.”Eighteen minutes later I arrived at her house. I knocked and she looked out and quickly pulled me inside. She was wearing a sheer neglige which came to just below her crotch. She reached up and pulled me down for a kiss, my first, I was rather surprised and pleased when her tongue slid into my mouth. I had read about this but. "Good" ... "I will tell them you said that." ... "Love you too. Bye bye sweetie."We all got dressed, and I went back to our house to make sure everything was ok. The power had been on in spurts so the furnace had kept the house above freezing. One plant near a frost-covered window had bit the dust.I stayed with Vic and Veronica through Thursday morning , when power got more reliable. Meanwhile, we had some sort of sexual escapade every night and every morning. I tried not to feel guilty with my. The other photos showed actual real life executions, mass and solo hangings and close ups of the dead women's faces and necks after their bodies were cut down. Part of Jack wanted to shake with disgust, but greater part of him was clearly fascinated by what he had seen. The hanged were all women, and judging from Jack knew in his history lessons, women were indiscriminately executed primarily in the Middle East and parts of South East Asia. “Holy shit," said Jack. “Where did you get this?".