One long wall was occupied by steel shelving supporting several dozen boxes of various shapes and sizes. The facing wall sprouted a number of coathook..., from which garment bags were suspended. There was a stepladder and a table."There you are," dad said. "There's a guard around the end of the corridor. He can help if you need extra hands to move things. There's a phone on the wall outside. Need anything else?"I looked around. "Yes. A box cutter, some tape and a black or dark blue marker.". "So how you want to handle it?" Wilson asked."He told me he lived in the downtown with walking distance of the B&B," I explained."Yes he lives at 107 Broad St in an apartment," Wilson said. "It is the number two apartment." We need to bug him," I said. "Can you make me a pest control signs for the truck doors?" Sure we got printers that can do anything but print guns," he said."Then you need to do it for tomorrow. You also need to get his schedule for tomorrow. I don't want to have a shootout,. While she’s upstairs putting on his clothes, he’s in the garage getting the massage gear ready.His phone starts beeping, and he stops to turn the alarm off. It’s only one hour until his appointment, and he has to call his client to make sure her friend is still on for later. He looks up the last number that called him and calls her back.“Hello,” she answers.“Hey, this is Aruri. I’m just calling to make sure your friend is still on for tonight.”“Actually, she can’t wait. Is everything the way I. I think I’m going to take a shower and go to bed.”“Think I will too. It was a long drive.”“Mind if I go first?”“Go ahead. I could always use the other one, if I don’t want to wait.”With a laugh, Paige remarked, “I didn’t even think about it. We were never allowed to use Mom’s bathroom except in the most dire emergencies, either.” She turned toward the stairs and said, “Goodnight.”“Goodnight.”The sight of her ass swaying as she walked up the stairs was almost too much.Once she turned into.