"Welcome to California," I said to Cole as I shook his hand. As we loaded their things into the van, I let Cole know that he had a patient to see tomo...row, but he would be seeing him at Grandma And Grandpa Carson's, so he was not going to have to make quite the house call I had originally anticipated. This seemed to relieve him greatly, to Grandpa A.J.'s amusement. Grandpa introduced me to Brian Conroy, who had taken Cyrus' place on Grandpa's staff. He was not quite the specimen that Cyrus was,. “Fine, but when you get it wrong you’ll have to leave,” he commanded confidently.“Aw come on Al, don’t kick the kid out. Hell, he’s just a horny little bastard looking to get his rocks off. Why not set him up with Wanda instead?” some guy in the crowd suggested.“Um ... that’s not a half-bad idea. What do you say, Brainiac? We’ll let you stay if you screw Wanda, or more precisely let her screw you,” he suggested.“Who’s Wanda?” I asked, suspecting I already had a pretty good idea of what she. I moved my hand and started touching her hands fully. Then slowly moved towards her boobs. First she stopped me from touching her boobs. I tried again. She pinched me and pushed my hand. But I didn’t stop, kept moving my hand to her boobs. Finally she gave up and let me touch her boobs over her blouse. I started to move my finger around her nipple area. She started to enjoy it and I can see it from her reactions. She was moving her face here and there. I now went forward and told her to remove. The man was huge."Coffee," said Vladi, "and a piece of coffee cake."Randy took a stick stack of bills out of his pocket, "Take the whole cake. You can bring it back to the station house... with my compliments."Vladi nodded. Randy turned his attention elsewhere, "Good morning, Marigold. You're looking lovely today."Marigold glanced at the big floppy sweatshirt and said, "Thank you, Randy. Ready for the game today?"Randy smiled, revealing two rows of perfect, white teeth, "Always ready. Will you.