My lovely ladies were Ashley and Manny and Solance and Constance and Kelsey and Kris. Ashley, of course, was nine months pregnant and would deliver in...a few days. A woman had to have some mystery and my understanding was that babies didn’t arrive on any sort of schedule. Manny, Solance and Constance were all six months pregnant. Kelsey and Kris were not—and wouldn’t be for several years.“There was a very brave man named Peter Wolf,” Kris spoke. I struggled to pay attention as she described how. Cabs were so hard to come by at that time of night.So we are in the cab on the way home. Girls in the back me in the front. I give instructions to our home. It turns out the girls only live a few streets over.We pull up the drive. Lynn asked if the girls wanted to come in... I was thinking that all I wanted to do was fuck... now that was going to be delayed.The girls accepted, so we went in. We didn't even get the lights on, and the two girls grabbed each of us, pushing us down to the couch and. Glaring at Clint, ‘What on earth is wrong with you today?’ He cursed as his knee hit the corner of his desk, ‘Dammit to hell and back!’ Fine if he didn’t want to tell her, it wasn’t her problem! She got up and walked to the drafting table in the back corner of the office, and surprise, surprise. There sat the plans he was looking for. Katherine looked over her shoulder, ‘Hey, Clint. Come here.’ Grouchily, ‘What is it, Katie? I’m trying to find those…’ he paused as he saw the plans. His jaw. " I didn't ask for a line of baloney, Floyd. I asked where you got that information." Floyd opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He started shaking his head and holding up his hands as if to say 'I don't know'."Give it up!" Frank shouted. He'd never yelled at Floyd before."It was ... it was..." Floyd began to say, but then stopped."Out with it!" Mr. Bennett, I don't know how to say this," Floyd pleaded."Don't figure out how; just tell me, goddammit." It was Miss Jeannette," Floyd said,.