Harper had four patrolmen guarding the scene, which covered an area from the middle of the street to the entire front yard of the childcare center.He ...ighed. At least they had the perps, but it was going to be a long day.Kris peered through the windshield. He had the wipers on now, because it was snowing hard. They made a funny sound as they went past the bullet hole in the windshield. The heater was going full blast, but not making much of a dent in the cold rushing through the missing back. She then stepped to the left sink, and Troy slid into her former position on the right side to help with those.“And that,” Helen said, pointing with the cigarette again. “Is how I know that ‘evil mind controller who might be out there’ isn’t. As for Troy’s Men in Black/Area 51 thing, I know that’s bullshit, because I’ve asked the right people, and I’ve been there.”My eyes widened. I’m sure all the ladies in my head’s eyes widened too.“What’s in Area 51?” I asked. I was, after all, cleared to. I asked him how he wanted his coffee and he said just black and strong. I laughed again, saying that it was exactly how I liked men. He stood up and I noticed a large bulge in the front of his jeans. I looked into his eyes, asking him if we could skip the coffee and he said for sure we could go straight for desert. He walked over to me and started kissing my mouth again. Jarrod took my blouse off and my round boobs sprang free. He kept kissing me and I could feel his bulge rubbing against my. "I'm just anobserver. Like everyone else playing the game. And my observation is thatyour thing is clothes. It's nothing scary. And it's not bad. You'renothing frighteningly new or mutated. And whether your like it or not,evolution, fate, God, or whatever has its talons so deep into you, youdon't even notice. Every sex thought is just second nature to you. It'snatural. Don't fight it. Life's too short to pretend you're not you. Weget a handful of decades, parceled out like the universe is.