"Because some of these are a bit," she opened the folder and looked inside, "revealing." Even without seeing anything I knew that we had entered a ...ew stage in our two month old relationship. Until now all it had been was me perving at her while waiting for Smithy and talking about art and politics. I smiled and looked at the folder. "I'm sure I'll cope." She slid eight large black and white prints out of the folder and splayed them out in front of me. They were all of her in a. "You have got to be kidding me, right?" C'mon Jen, it'll be fun. Ron and Angela and Wendy and Greg will be there." A stupid protest? Please." We could end up on T.V."She cut him off. "You know what? I'm done. I am so sick of your stupid causes and ... Just forget it. We're through." Wait, Jen."Sandra winced at the sound of the front door slamming, immediately followed by a great sigh and the springs of the couch squeaking. She peeked around the corner from the kitchen doorway to see Tim sitting. "I told the Coast Guard voice, "We have another target that had been angling toward us and now seems to be heading straight toward us. They are also about fifteen minutes out. I'm not liking this at all. I should advise you that I am a U.S. Deputy Marshal on vacation. I'll do what I can for you until you can get here."I turned to Lisa and said, "Go wake Steve, his women, and our girls that can defend the boat. Go now, this could get messy."Lisa turned and went downstairs while I went back to. Remis would have to be made acquiescent in this matter, compliant and pliable as the Patriarch believed he was. If needed though, he would be forcefully removed.He thought that he should have known better, he should have seen it would come to this before long. But there were niceties to be observed, rules to be followed before they were bent and finally broken. 'There were always the rules, ' the Patriarch thought with a hint of exasperation in his brow.His hands were finally, figuratively.