When she was amused, Molly smiled with only the left side of her mouth. Again, he didn’t wonder why that was. Once he figured out her mannerisms, it...hadn’t mattered.“What?” he asked.“You were just staring into space,” Molly answered. “I could see your eyes behind your shades and you haven’t blinked in like two minutes.”“Pondering the incongruities of the universe,” Phil offered. “Do you know why Hailey wears panties that are called ‘large’ while yours and Tiffany’s are ‘small’?”Nothing. Edna looked around and picked the corner opposite of the bathroom and below the tv. She smiled at me and said. “Good morning Mr. Reynolds, I’m Edna Ivey. I’m the DOJ stenographer assigned to this case. While we are doing your interview, I ask that you speak loudly, please, no whispers. Also, if you use code words, slang, or nomenclatures, I will ask that the interview stop and that you explain what you mean. I will keep what you say, but I’ll need to include a description of things I don’t. His face rubbed up and down, then slid up along her throat, chewing an sucking until his lips locked on her's again. He held her tightly, his crotch grinding into her's.His hand once again found her hair, twisting her head up and back for his lips. His right hand moved down and unzipped her shorts, then shoved, letting them fall to her ankles. Clad only in her thin silky bikini panties, Mandy found her legs unconsciously spreading.Joe's hand slid inside, his fingers penetrating her sopping. Never noticing I had not spoken my objection aloud. His long silky hair hung like a curtain, framing his face. A more well defined, sculpted face youll not find this side of Mount Olympus I thought. Again with the wide grin from him. Him&hellip, what WAS his name? I could not recall&hellip,. Something about singing&hellip, Hmm I am almost positive it was Latin in origin&hellip, Something I stumbled over a time or two before I gave up and called him Your Lordship. What was it? It was going to.