Some days he'd see himreturn for work at Ferguson's on his bike and then hustle off into woodswith a paper bag under his jacket.On the Saturday that J...ff and Timmy were by themselves, Timmy rode hisbike to the library to do some research for a school paper. Jeff satwatching American Bandstand on TV. It was quiet and peaceful, somethingthat this house hadn't felt in years.After a few hours Timmy returned home. He could hear Jeff playing recordsin his room, the sound of Bette Midler singing. 'Now see here, you have finally awakened and you really look like a fantastic piece of art don't you.' She said with a her head cocked to the side, and the slow slurry speech of someone who were somewhat tipsy.'I have been partying all night to celebrate your return to me, you did fine in our domination games some weeks back. But now the time has come to play a very different game.' She bent down and inspected the body, poking her with the cane, grinning when the poor captive twitched and. I picked up the phone. "Hello Megan." How did you know it was me?" Because nobody else has the nerve to call this house before seven thirty." Not even Jacob?" "Jacob does not have my phone number yet."Megan did a credible attempt at imitating Jacob's voice. "I see."We both laughed at that."Megan, he has not even asked for it. Or me for a date for that matter." Tiffany, we both know men can be so dense at times. How was yesterday anyway. Is all I heard true?" Heard?" I know the gossip net in. She grabbed her shorts and pulled them on. She grabbed the rest of the clothes and pushed them into my arms, then pushed me into her room and just said “Shhhhhhhhh…. HIDE”I pulled some clothes on as well, and hid.Jamie bounced down the stairs to greet her father. Leaving her bedroom door ajar and listening I was able to hear a little of their conversation.Jamie: Hi daddy. (I imagine with a big hug and a smile)Dad: Hi baby. … Are you okay? You look all flushed? (She was probably still in the.