"But I don't know if Mike'll let us, here." We'll go to your place. I'll drive," he said, squeezing her erecting nipple."What about your place, Carver... Do you have a chick stashed there? Oh, I don't care, anyway." She clamped her thighs on his fingering hand."Don't have a place... or a chick," he replied. "Been crash-padding here with Mike. Get yourself in gear, chick, I'll pick up some shit and we'll split."Abruptly his hands were withdrawn from her. She was, for the moment, disappointed. But. .except for Tyler. He asked, “Where are you from?” And I told him. He asked me a few more questions and I answered. It was a little strange because normally there wasn't much conversation in the showers. Next thing I know Tyler was right behind me extending his hand and saying, "Hi, I'm Tyler." I was a little uncomfortable shaking hands with a naked guy, but while I shook it for some reason I did a head to toe scan. Tyler had dark hair that I would later realize was curly when dry. Six foot. ”“Sure,” Jimmy said, “just as soon as I buy us somebetter condoms.”Despite the strong smell of sex in the house, neitherJimmy nor Hannah let on what they had done after Addieand Margie came home, although sly looks from Addie andMargie suggested they were well aware of what hadhappened. Putting that aside, though, Jimmy and Hannahacted nonchalant the rest of the day, and the next dayAddie let them borrow her red convertible so they couldgo out and do some. His eyes were dark, almost black, and they studied me intently.Producing a tape recorder, he promptly pressed the record button, smiled and said, "For the record, could you state your name please?" Janet Washington," I replied."You were Mr. Richmond's personal secretary?" Yes, that's correct," I answered, wondering why so many police where crawling over my office with a fine toothed combs. I had been involved in some criminal hi-jinks, true, but nothing to deserve the level of scrutiny that my.