Joni responded first. "Hmm. Remember that I worked on urban archeology of colonial-era America, with the Alexandria, Virginia program. That doesn't qu...lify me to recognize industrial patterns, but I can certainly lay out dig sites and grids. Unless we have an industrial specialist or even an industrial architect/engineer, Harry probably knows the most about such things." Hmm indeed. Norwegian," Mary commented, "Put industrial facility design on our skills-needed list. We could use that on. After a few seconds of silence I chanced a look at Curtis, who was staring at me slightly opened mouth."Cut," He said bursting in to a huge grin, "Mason that was fucking unbelievable!" Thanks, Was a lot of fun."I didn't realise how sweaty I was until I took the towel off Curtis's assistant who I hadn't noticed until now. I looked down at the table, no signs of shit on the shaft, good sign, the glass itself was destroyed in jizz, like a group of decorators had painted the room without covering. ” I paused. “Mom said this would happen.”“Your mother is a smart woman. Keep listening to her. I like her.” She grinned. “I think me at your house will probably be better because it brings down the temptation level. I’ll leave a note for Marie and pack for the weekend. I’ll ride with you and return Sunday night. I’ll need to drive to work Monday. We’ll be going in separate directions then.” I hadn’t thought of that. She left for the kitchen and came out a minute later heading for the bedroom. "He stopped, realised I was no longer listening. I was looking towards the door.He turned to the direction of my gaze."Your friend?" Yes," I replied, "I am sorry." Me too," he said.He said something else but I was already heading for the door. "Sam! Hi," I said to her, "I thought you had changed your mind."I kissed her on both cheeks, continental style.She smelled so fresh and sweet as I breathed in the heady aroma of shower gel and scent but trying not to appear eager."I am sorry for making.