Are we really doing enough with Kara?” Linda said after a brief pause.“I think we are doing alright.” I said neutrally, leaning down and nuzzlin... her neck affectionately. My heart was thumping in my chest in anticipation.“I know - obviously we are stud.” Linda said, her face colouring. “You in particular. Its just that...”“What do you mean?” I pressed her.“I think we could be doing more.”I looked down at Linda. My wife had a heated expression on her face and was obviously feeling horny.. The reality was, we were expected to return every cent, fortunately without interest to Ron’s alt family. However, if we returned it all at once, feds would fly through the air like locusts. So, over the next few years, we lived on the interest and funneled payments to the rightful owners. It was a step up, but to no luxury destinations. We did escape the projects and rented a single bedroom near a commuter line, in a forgettable suburb an hour from downtown. Ron proved solid, not only to me. I had you on my mind last week. I knew it was about time for you to be in again. Do you know who stopped in a couple of weeks ago?" I have no idea," I replied smiling."Chris, the gunny's kid," he replied."What in the world was she doing in town?" I asked."Damned if I know. She just said that her dad had said such good things about the place, she had to try a hot dog," he said."Well, I wonder why she didn't call me?" Of course I knew why, I would have been a reminder that someone had replaced. "Good," he answered cooly as he rose rapidly to his feet, "lets go upstairs and find out how our efforts have paid off."The mercenaries had thoughtfully recorded various portions of the day's news that they thought he would find interesting. Arthur delighted at the helicopter views of the traffic snarls caused by thousands of people trying to flee the city only to be turned back to their homes or, in the case of the unfortunate commuters, the temporary shelters being provided by churches,.