.. and whiskey?”“Sho! You buy me some whiskey, an I tell you his name an’ where to find him.” He continued shuffling away from her. She watche... as he walked, and saw him step over a fairly large crack in the sidewalk which should have tripped him.“Yeah, but you don’t know who he is.”“Sho’ I do.” He stopped. “Dawg’s name is Scrappy. Yorkshire Terrier.” He continued his shuffle.Tricia’s jaw dropped. “You! ... How did you? ... You know who I’m looking for!” She ran up, got in front of him and. As she moved about the room her breasts jounced around and almost climbed out of the scooped top. Bruno had to restrain himself from reaching out to them.For her part, Ginger was pleased that the blouse was having the effect she'd sought when shopping that earlier that afternoon. She had also purchased four toothbrushes, just to be on the safe side. One was earmarked for Bruno if he should happen to stay overnight.Bruno put the drink down and, unable to contain himself, reached for her. Ginger. Thanksgiving wasn't ... Don't look the gift horse in the mouth. Next year will probably make up for it," and she heard the amusement in his voice."Gunny, I love you," she told him.Later, after the roast that Harry and Barb had brought over the day before was served, the large gathering spreading out into two other rooms to find seats for all, there was more gift-giving.Kate handed Lenore a Federal Express box, from an address in Harwood, Maryland, and when Lenore opened it, it held a framed. V. that evening, but my mind was turning over my discovery. An old dungeon, what could it have been used for, imprisonment obviously, but for what reason, and why secret? Torture perhaps? It would be handy if it was sound proof, but if it was, would it also be air proof? No, it couldn’t be, not if it was used as a prison. I went and got my ghetto blaster, opened up the room again, and told the dog to stay where he was. When I put the blaster on full strength, it nearly deafened me, so.