Our mutual admiration session seemed good for both of us. Liz reached out a hand and caressed my breasts, her fingertips slowly teasing my nipples to ...ardness. I sighed and stretched out like a lazy cat under her touch. Liz, still on her side, moved closer to me. I put her head on my shoulder; let my hand drift softly across her neck and upper back. Her hand moved down to my belly, her fingers gently lighting the nerve endings under the skin. Onward her hand moved, stroking over the smooth. I pull the foil off of the top of the bottle and unscrew the cap. I take a wiff of that golden nectar and *boom* *boom* there's a knock at the door.Shit, I think to myself and screw the lid back on the bottle. I put my hand inside my jacket, on my revolver and ask "Whose there?" to the door in a harsh voice. A woman's voice answers "A client."My mind jumps to that shrimps wife, waiting out there with Vinny and his boys, and a bead of sweat hits my eyebrow; but I wipe that drop away knowing. Once the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery had summoned someone there was no way out,sore bottoms were assured.Paul,Dean and Jason had each received a letter.They sat in the kitchen wondering what to do,but there was nothing they could do but throw themselves at the mercy of the Nun's and Monk's at the Monastery;they suddenly began to realise that a Religious dystopian society was something to fear indeed. The three boys walked to the Monastery,they were doing their best to make light of what. ”“I just might. I’ll talk to you before Wednesday.”Dr Narduchi starts out the door, but suddenly stops, “Can you and Kathleen meet me at the Japanese Gardens and Tea Room on North Mesa at two-thirty? I think you’ll find it’ll definitely worth your time. In case anyone needs to know, you should be home around seven.”“I’ll have to check with her, but I’m sure we can.”“Good! I look forward to it. If anything comes up please call my office straight away.”“Yes, Ma’am.”President Narduchi finally.