He caught it up in his left hand, reaching for his coffee mug with the other.?Sixth Squad, Lieutenant Italia.??Lou, this is Sergeant Ramirez in Inspec...or Regan?s office.??Yeah, Sarge, what?s up?? Italia responded.?The Inspector would like to know if you could move your appointment with him up a half hour. He has an engagement at downtown at noon.? The voice on the telephone sounded wary, as if something wasn?t quite right.?Sure, no problem. Any idea what he wants, Ramirez???No, sir. I?ve no. She always smiles at me when she sees me and calls me, Unca Harley, because she knows it embarrases me; Emmie once told them that I wear silk boxers with the Harley Davidson logo on them. Thomas grins and says, "You're looking good, mister Harley. Still working out I see." They go in Emmie's bedroom and close the door.I go out into the garage and pump some iron for half an hour. Then fire up the table saw and finish the legs for the new coffee table. It's a hot sunny Saturday, and there's no AC. She would be naked, her natural condition, with the exception of an apron so that she didn't burn herself.I left for work, shutting the front door after slapping her ass and leaving a red mark that would gradually fade. Thank you Master was all she said as the door clicked shut.Later that day, I was having my customary latte in Starbucks while I read the paper. As usual, it was busy and seats were hard to come by. Suddenly, a nudge on my elbow from behind, knocked the whole steaming cup full of. Er, It seems to be that we both have something to offer each other in this case..." Yes, I agree. I was hoping you would see it that way. My assessment is that Fru Mak-you-an..." Thomassen's rather mangled version of 'McEwan' allows Grantby a smile to compensate for ground given in the confrontation. "She is suffering from some form of psychological trauma from her experiences over the past months. I have arranged for a psychiatrist to see her and she will be examined by one of our physicians,.