“Stop,” I commanded with an authority I'd never before exercised with her. She stopped and looked at me. I got up from the futon and walked past...her to the door as she watched me, locking it when I got there. Ever so calmly, “Where the fuck do you think you're going?” This was the moment.She just stood there, half-smiling at me. I could see in her smile both hope and apprehension, but nothing less than excitement. Now that I'd spoken, she'd comply, and there was a relief expressed on her. I survived by what I called my two “Na'tions” – my imaginaTION and good old masturbaTION. But even that was a little tainted as my church believed that even masturbation was wrong. So when I did it I had to make it good because it would have to last until my next “weak” moment.But let's go back to my meeting with Brian. He was not religious in any way, a plus because I didn't want judgment. We talked over the phone a few times. And had nearly met a couple of times before. Now finally we were. I'll have Security meet you at Martha's restaurant with the snowplow."When Courtney gave Arlene's response, "Sounds good to me," the new SAC responded with a grin. "I have to eat fast food much of the time at work. I'll take home cooking over that junk anytime."When they turned off the highway onto the road by Martha's Restaurant, Security's plow was sitting on the side of the road waiting for them. Matt flashed his lights, and the driver waved before pulling out. The trip up the mountain was a. “Siri, who does this iPhone belong to?”“This iPhone belongs to Becky Juarez.”Becky’s eyes widened as Siri began to display her name, phone number, email address, and even her street address. “Holy shit ... I had no idea that was possible!”“Not many people do. But there’s an easy way to stop it, even while leaving the Siri capability on. Here, try it with mine,” Josh said, handing Becky his iPhone 6s.“Siri, who does this iPhone belong to?”“This iPhone belongs to George P. Burdell.”“Who’s George.
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