Like a ghost I drift away from Holliday and his hiding place. I move at a slow pace, circling wide to the left of the kill zone.As with all my strong ...enses of intuition I have no idea what I am looking for but I know that I need to be on the move. Maybe the Scanners are not all nocturnal, maybe one of those damn kids is going to try and be a hero. or maybe Rich is going to take out some vengeance.I turn and sure enough Rich has been moving counter to get closer to the soldiers. He has a gun. "Your room's on the second floor," continued Kilmeny, "but there's something I need to show you first." As always, I am at your disposal."Kilmeny looked sharply at him, but finding no trace of sarcasm (which he had assiduously schooled out of his expression and tone), said nothing and headed toward the back of the mansion. As the staff dispersed, he followed her to the end of the hallway, where she opened a massive oak-paned door into a large study. The two side walls were covered with rows and. ?Listen, it’s 9.01, we’ve got behind time. I don’t want to delay my plans for later today. Shall we say 79 minutes?? ?Yes Sir – can I start?? ?Off you go, 790.? I settled back at the table with a strong coffee, but could tell within three seconds, just from the thud and scrabble of heavy soles on compacted ground, that this was going to be a different effort entirely. I would go further. This was going to be an intensely erotic effort, whereas exercise one was just dull and efficient. There. “No honey, just plain old mom.” She laughed. “I don’t know mom, something looks different. I like it though, you look very sexy.” I said to her. She blushed as she replied, “Oh stop it, you’re embarrassing me.” “Ah come on mom, you know you look beautiful.” I complimented her again. She just smiled and continued making my pancakes. She was beaming afterwards though as my compliments definitely made her feel good. We ate together and made small talk but my plan was working as she was so.