”“Oh, make no mistake. I DID kill this man’s evil spirit and soul. Those died a brutal and terrifying death! His body wasn’t what was evil. Hi... spirit just USED his body to commit evil deeds! Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have two evil spirits to find, who will be MUCH harder to kill!”What I didn’t tell him was that I had a ton of information that I needed to sift through. Using my computer analogy, I just did a total ‘data-dump’ into my ‘hard drive’ and now I had to sort out all the important. I told Helen I was still out, except for Justin, Peter or Sheila's group. Then I tried to bury myself in paperwork. I tried hard. Sixty minutes later, an hour had passed. It was that kind of day.Finally I received a text from Richard, saying that they had finished and that Jason was pretty strung out. I had them take Jason back to the motel and put him to bed. This is not the sort of thing security people are normally willing to do, especially for punk teenagers. Richard did not give any sort. ”Tell you what… why don't I come back in a bit and give you a hand? That way, you finish your jobs and we still have a chance to get to know one another.” oo0ooMy thoughts wandered through the most lecherous corridors of my mind as I waited for Faith to return. I was flush with desire and my heart pounded as one unlikely scenario after another played out, each in vivid detail. I kept telling myself I’d read too much into her smile, the brief moment her gaze flicked over my cock, and the flirty. "I'm not one for formality."Mort turned and glanced at C, looking over the top of his glasses in asomewhat reproving gesture. "You know that."D quickly scanned Dr. Walker. He was short - perhaps five foot six, alittle portly, with gray hair that came with his sixty-eight years ofage. His eyes burned with an energy that gave away his passion for hiswork. He wasn't quite the stereotypical professor that D had imagined." Mort, you probably want to start reviewing the case files." What are we.