I understood that my being brought to the hotel to give a speech on nonverbal communication was a ruse. My Uncle was pimping me out.As betrayed as I w...s, I won’t lie and tell you my pussy didn’t get wet at the thought of it. But THIRTEEN guys?? That was impossible. I couldn’t do it.“While you were talking to them about your psychology stuff, you were communicating with them in other ways, Boo, “ Uncle Jack said.“Lay down on the bed.”I hesitated. Uncle Jack handed me the money. $2600.“Lay down,. “No. I’m Andrew’s mother.”Not expecting that answer, Millie stared at Alice trying to think of something to say. Finally, she managed, “This is awkward.”“You’re about my age, aren’t you?”“Probably,” Millie said.Being less than helpful, Cat said, “According to Andrew, Millie gives the best blowjob in the world. You might want to take some lessons from her, Mrs. King.”Millie looked around like she wanted to crawl into a hole but was unable to locate one nearby. Cats in rocking chair factories. None of the cops or MPs had anyway of knowing what, if anything, had been stolen, and it actually was a week later that the owners of the store discovered what was missing. Of course, by then, it was too late to do anything about the theft.George led Joseph to the entertainment district to look over possible targets. They had to wait for nearly two hours before the places closed. Cleanup was going to wait until the daytime, tomorrow, so they were not delayed beyond that two hours. They broke in. Cat number three, having moved out, did not get involved.I swung the door open, and to my bitter disappointment there were not five naked women with beer and pork rinds. I wouldn't have complained if there were five naked women without either beer or pork rinds. Those particular five women, however, were also not there. There was a fully clothed Girl Scout with a red wagon full of short bread cookies.She smiled at me cheerfully. I smiled back. It is an impressive feat to haul a red wagon full.