. other books in bookstores andlibraries." But Darla got them." Fuck if I know how. Anyways, she's the one who knows how to work thisstuff. I only k...ow about... how to work it." We are gonna die." Probably."It was close to midnight, and there weren't very many cars out. Wepassed under streetlights, listened to the wind rustling. A dogbarked. And then we were close. Emily knew the area intimately, and Igot my first clue just how near we were to the mystery's heart when Iheard her breathing. It felt wonderful to her and she knew what it meant. Without hesitation, she looked at the handsome man opposite her, and said, “In that case, come on, lets go to my place. We would have more privacy.”“Before we go, may I ask one thing first?” he asked as he grabbed her hand.Perplexed, she looked at him and said, “What is that?”“What is your name? I never go home with a woman without knowing her name.”“Cassie Raye. And yours, again? I know I read it on your name tag in the store that day, but I. ”“Well, Mister Timmerman is not happy with your frequent lateness when coming in to work or coming back from lunch. I’ve been assigned to, I’d call it discipline you. Do you know how that is going to be done?”“I’ve heard something about it, sir.”In the four months she had been here, Timmerman had not spanked anybody, so she had never heard the sounds from behind the closed door.I said to her, “Then I will explain it to you.” I realized that this was going to be difficult. Back then there were. That meant he was in my town. I found out what motel he usually stayed at when in town and, of course, I knew the bars and lounges in the area.He had never met me unless it was at one of the parties while he was at State. I went into the lounge of the motel he was staying at. I had seen his car parked on the side of the building where the trash dumpsters were kept. There was a back exit to the lounge there. I figured that if he picked up a woman, he could make a quick exit without being seen by.