“Maddi.” Diana’s voice gravelled through the pain as she came to. “Where am I?”“Brentwood Memorial. There was a fire at the house and--”...Maddi’s bloodshot, veiny eyes shed tears down her puffy face. She had hours to prepare breaking the news to Diana, but knew the job to be impossible if she had years. “Di, Mom’s dead.”“Oh my god.” Diana cried. “I tried to open the door, but it was so fucking hot.” Both her hands bulged with white gauze like two snowball. It was all she could to stop her tears. I did as he asked."I'll think about it," Kessler told me once we got back to his bed, "and I'll talk to Danton and Wilson about what they want to do. When I have an answer for you, I'll let you know."I left it at that and went back to helping with the rebuilding. It was all that I could ask of him.By the end of the week I had made a decision. Given the recent events and the facts presented to me by Mai Woo I had come to the conclusion that something had to change. I was tired of playing games. It was a tight turn, going hard, and only the pull of David and George, the wheel dogs, helped him make the corner. "Easy! Easy!" he shouted to the team, but they were so full of the moment that they didn't want to stop. Mike caught a glimpse of Jackie's face in the bedroom window as the team shot through the yard and out behind the shop, where Mark ought to be with his team. Fortunately, Mark was just ready to go when Mike and the Beatle Hounds shot by, for the sight of the running team in. After a minute of this, she placed her hands on mine and pulled them off her chest. She slowly unbuttoned the top 3 buttons of her dress so we could see quite a bit of her cleavage. Then she took a breathmint out of her purse and placed it between her breasts - right in the cleavage. I looked up at her and she smiled at me naughtily. Placing my hands on her hips and leaned in to pick up the mint with my mouth. I accidentally pushed it under her bra. I continued digging around with my mouth -.