All the while, the man’s voice now grown hoarse continued to plead. He turned to the guards now, ‘Just get her out, please? I can’t do it again...��‘ His voice started to fade a bit, and he relaxed as the fast acting sedative took affect. Katherine returned to her seat and tried again to engage him. ‘Mr. Louis? Mr. Louis, I’m not leaving, so can you please speak to me?’ She watched his rolling blue eyes turn to fix on her. The fear was still there combined with struggle, but now his body seemed. "Shhh! You know Aunt Ruthie doesn't like cussing! You'll get in trouble!" Becky said. She was right. Aunt Ruthie had tried many times to cure me of my swearing, to no avail. But I didn't want to start off the visit by getting in trouble."Yeah okay, you're right. But just between you and me, you are fucking beautiful!" Thank you," she said, lowering her eyes again.Just then our parents came into the house, so our conversation tone quickly changed. We spent the rest of the afternoon all together,. Hopefully they'd both have new homes by the end of the day tomorrow. Queenie sidled up to me for her scratch behind the ears. She was very much a lady and seemed perfectly content being in my back yard.I looked at my watch and saw it was 20 till seven. Time to hit the road. I stuck my head in the kitchen door."I'm going to go pick up Jill, Mom. I'll see you at the game. Are you taking your car?" Yes. John wasn't very happy about it but I told him he was going to have to ride in my car if he. I was sitting behind my desk thumbingthrough a paperback of "9 & 1/2 Weeks" and sipping a glass ofbourbon when my secretary stuck her head into the office."Hey, Jack." she said in an annoying tone. "Jack, put the bookdown for a minute!" What is it with you?" I growled. "You always butt in right whenI'm getting to the best page, Betty!" Excuse me for interrupting your reading hour!" she replied,tossing a handful of her long jet-black hair over her shoulder."But I thought you'd like to know that.