“Kids get curious, and we all know that. It is made very clear that if they want to play doctor, they need to do that somewhere else, preferably pri...ate. None of them have any chance of getting past the staff at Chrissy’s house, where my family is living while waiting on our home to finish being built, or here at David’s. For the record, your daughter was wearing a one-piece, but at some point, she took it off, or someone helped her do it once she felt comfortable around everyone.”The girl’s. She had never heard of it but did know the mega sex-shop owner from her dedicated research on hand-job habits worldwide. The guy, she told me, had a distinctive sports car and lived at Gardenia Villages. It wouldn’t be hard to spot him around. ‘Tell him you’re a friend of the girl who subscribed to 'Handy Asians'. I don’t think he's forgotten that.’The sports car was parked in front of number 169, one of the newest and most tasteless buildings at Gardenia Villages. The guy though was. ”Trish turned around to face me. “You? You did this?”I reached out to touch her, and she shrank back from me. “Stay away from me!” Trish said abruptly. She started backing away from me, and I could see that she was agitated. I took a step toward her, arms still outstretched, but lowered so not to spook her anymore than she was. I started projecting peace toward her.“Shhh,” I said, lowering my voice so I could coax her to calm down. “It’s OK, no-one is here to hurt you. You’ll be OK, this is a. Fuzzy exists, is still up to debate with me. But I can tell you right now that if there is such a creature, he’s nowhere near here. Well, I’ll take that back. There might be one in the area. But no bunch, tribe, mob, or family of sasquatch within 20 miles.”“Would you care to explain that, Mr. Reynolds.”“Sure thing Doc. But first, you start calling me Matt, ok?” He nodded his acceptance.Now that the preliminaries were over, and I was warmed up to the subject, I dived in with both feet. “Let me.