It took Dave Pettit a few minutes to find an empty parking space.When he did I was about to head in when Cassie Lawson stopped me and toldEddie and I,..."Here, put on these wigs, they won't be looking for twobrunettes with hair past their shoulders."I did so as it hit me; they would almost certainly have the word out tothe local news media. Perhaps they would call us radicals or domesticterrorists or escaped mental patients. In addition, there was theubiquity of surveillance cameras. They were. I looked at her with a puzzled face because she wasn’t angry at all despite the severe thing she was telling me. Than she told me that now I was surely have my “problem” and that we had plenty of time to pass in the car and she didn’t want me to be stressed by her presence. I was standing in front of her near the table and suddenly she ordered me to lower my trousers. I was both exited and embarrassed from the situation but my hand started to unbutton my fly by her own will. I lowered my. They were outside the sound booth, in the entry area. He pushed another button and the sound switched to the kitchen area. A third button made her office suddenly full of music. She looked around, looking for speakers she hadn’t known were in her office, and spotted them, covered by louvers. She had thought they were part of the heating and cooling system. He turned the box down until she could just barely hear that something was broadcasting.“How did you know those speakers were there?” she. . well, you know." While she'd hesitated a bit, she didn't seem at all embarrassed in asking the question."Yes, it seems on this road trip I've ... made friends at almost every stop, and ... you're correct, many of my dates become intimate." I tried not to sound like I was boasting.Ann followed up right away: "So you tell Crystal about having sex with someone else? Doesn't she get jealous?" Ann had a touch of disbelief and awe in her question."No. Like me, she's one of those people who haven't.