He should slowly regain his memory."Dave's mind was finally piecing the information together. He was in Vancouver at the Nationals. He had gone to Tim...Horton's to get a hot chocolate and prepare for his final round. He spoke to the pretty British girl on the way back to the motel. What was her name? Sandra? Susan? Sarah? Yes, Sarah was her name.The memories were slowly getting clearer. He was remembering running down a narrow alley when a voice called him back to the present, "Dave, I am Dr.. ”“She’s not the one I meant,” Nikki said, falling into a peal of indulgent giggling.~~~They helped Rena get out of the parking lot first. Stone took the shovel from the trunk of his car and cleared a path to the street while Nikki and Rena brushed off the windows. He listened but they didn’t talk. The snow was beginning to lighten up, but it was still windy and cold. After Rena drove away, Stone and Nikki sat in his idling car waiting for the heat to blow warm.Nikki sat quietly in the. It made me feel a little nervous, because I had never done anything like that before in front of someone. My husband almost came a few times but I would slow down just enough so he didn't.Another night I had on a trench coat over my button down skirt. My hubby reached under my coat and unbuttoned my skirt all the way and had me take it off. I was kind of exciting sitting in the Porno Theater, naked under my coat. He went through all the things he normally did, except this time I had no skirt on. "What did you say was wrong?" he asked again, blurry eyes seeking to focus on the wispy figure."I'm dead," the ghost whispered."And... ?" the man prompted."That's not enough?" the ghost seemed confused."Let me guess... you are new to this realm and even though Ironheart warned you, you tried hunting something other than squirrels and rabbits?" Who is Ironheart?" the ghost asked, bewildered."Guess that answers that," the man rolled into a crouch and smoothly rose to his feet."You are very.