”The sales lady left the room.“Keri? Isn’t this going to be a bit expensive for a one night party?”“Mick, who says this is going to be limit...d to one occasion?”She gave me “that” look, you know, the one with the wiggling eyebrows and the sexy smile, and I smartly shut up. Her mind had started rolling, and I was not going to be in the way. The saleslady returned to the room and our attention returned to her. She was a prim and proper woman in her mid to late 40’s. She was probably a Sunday. ” Lynn was still sobbing and crushing her tissues.“Lynn, I love you. Erin?”“Mrs. Lynn O’Dell, my wife, I love you. Let’s kill this prick.”“No. First we need him alive and ask him where he got the info he was going to reveal. Second we need to know who he was going to give the info to. Third, we need to call Bosco and the parent that gave me the info. As far as I know that hotel room is still under surveillance and if we go in there and do anything it will be videoed. And fourth, I want to know. She closed the door of the room carefully and turned the key. She slowly walked over to the window. She was a bit nervous and I could see that her nipples were hard and clearly protruding through the white t shirt. She climb across her bed and opened the window, sliding it upwards slowly. “Hi,” she said nervously and with a smile. “Hi,” I replied unable to take my eyes off her slim tanned thighs. She noticed how I was looking at her and she was kind of pulling on the hem of the t shirt a bit.. You're not Henry anymore?J. I don't know what I am. Jesus. This is so - [unintelligible].D. Are you okay?J. No. No I'm not okay. I was a man up until a few days ago, a man with a life, an ID a fucking job, a girlfriend - Oh God.D. Are you saying you turned into a girl?J. Now look at me. I feel so strange - I don't know anything, everything is just happening around me and I can't stop it.D. What was your Job, Henry?J. I'm a technician. I repair hardware in - [quiet]D. Tell me what you're.