They persisted, and you’re in. Technically, since this isn’t our normal start time, it was easy to arrange. My people are so curious; they came in...early, even those with the day off.”“I hate putting anyone out on my account,” Phil said, shaking his hand. “I’m unsure there’s even any point to my being here. I haven’t had any episodes since the initial one, and I’m fine now. I almost didn’t come in, except you seemed so insistent. As for your staff, I’m sorry, but I wasn’t planning any. Half amused thoughts of a coroner taking pictures of his skeleton still standing at the bar waving the money at the barman a week from now shambled through his mind, and he turned his attention back to the miscreant who was now even further around the bar. Consequently, he was completely unprepared for her pinching his backside as she walked away, and by the time he had turned back to her she was edging her way through the crowd with a look of complete innocence on her face. Minx! Juggling six. We drank a lot of Bourbon in Special Operations, but it had been mainly to forget both what we had seen as well as what we had done in following our orders. Much of it hadn’t been pretty. But that had been years ago, and I had been retired for four years with very little drinking since then, so I got drunk ... fast. The more that I drank, the drunker I got until eventually I started to remember things ... things that I didn’t want to remember and had been told to forget by someone, but I. The oldest is Victoria. She’s three or four year older than me. She was very athletic but she moved out and I think became a cop. She always wore her blond hair short. She have small breast but she would always look good in a bikini. Her sister is Claire. She’s a year older than me and never really acknowledges my presence even if I tried a couple of times. She has long blonde hair and a killer body, not as athletic as her sister but bigger breast. We talked a couple of times but only as.