I stop. THERE'S A TAPPING BEHIND ME? I turn tosee Mr. Owens, my retired neighbour peering through the window in thedoor, smiling. He blows me a kiss a...d I hear the lock click. The doorknobturns. I drop the scissors and grab the knob but it turns easily in myhands. I lean on the door. Since I'm on a rug, Mr Owens just pushes thedoor open and slides me backwards. I can see the key in the lock. The keyI left in the lock just a few minutes ago."Now what kind of adventure is this?" he asks me.He. ..gu...guess I could." finally stammering out. She just laughed at my response and nothing else was said about it. I finished loading her groceries and went back inside. A few minutes later I was told to go home. It was a good thing to, because all I could think about was what just happened. When I exited the stored I didn't expect to see her sitting there in her car. She waved me over to her car"Are you ready to go or do you need anything before we leave." she asked"No I don't need anything" I. ‘Hey, Marty, you know how it is. I mean, you hear things, you put two and two together and draw your own conclusions. What I’m saying is I ain’t got nothing definite says he’s in the business, but he was seen with Little Vic on a couple occasions, and Vic is certainly in THAT business. Also, he’s got Sammy Pardo following him everywhere, so if figures Sammy’s on his payroll.’ ‘Thanks, Roger, I like to know where my money is, you know?’ Roger laughed. So Gentner was holding Marty’s share. . The third guy with the scraggly goatee recognized the black dude with his cock buried deep inside Phoebe's s sweet lips as a character called "Mister Blue" because his skin took on a deep blue tint when he was all sweated up in the boxing ring. I could tell from the way Phoebe's eyes were bulging that his size was her main concern at the time because she obviously on the verge of gagging on his meat.Another older brother came over and confirmed it was "Mister Blue" all right and that he lived.