Suddenly jiju came to kithcen and told me sorry. He started given his explantaion for that, but i was not in my control.the jiju gone to diiner table,...i had given him breakfast, then cam to my room…i was not in my control , and decided to take shower, i donot what jiju was thinking.when i was in shower, i felt that jiju had came to my room, and might be sitting in my room…i played some thing dirty.i decide to come out only with a towel wrapped on my body. And i came out. When i came out jiju. I’ve always told myself that if I was drunk as a skunk then possibly I might do something. I went about my business and later stopped in to see my boss and then headed out for the day. Once back in town in the late afternoon, I ran into Theresa of all people. “Hiiiii Marcus honey” the silvery tongued beauty said to me as she headed my way. I smiled back. God damn, no matter what Theresa wore, she wore it well, and I do mean she wore it very well. “How goes it dear?” We talked, Theresa flirted,. She bounced on her feet, kissed me excitedly on the cheek and practically dragged me out the door. It reminded me of taking Allison and Shannon to the mall.My next surprise came when we got in the elevator and she hit the button for the parking garage. The whole transportation thing had slipped my mind. Her car was a very nice Mercedes convertible, red of course, with pale gray leather interior. I held her door and handed her into the driver seat before getting in the passenger side. She pulled. No problem in sight, none ahead. He took a deep breath. His eyes touched on Bountiful Towers and slipped past the skyscraper to the haze rising from the Shantytown beyond. There was nothing unfamiliar where he was headed. As a Warden and a ‘killjoy’ he had worked the Shantytown for years and he knew exactly where they wanted him to take his merchandise. And it was choice, he knew it but they didn’t. Tarcher was a canny old bastard Feake mused and all Tarcher had to go on was his word that.