"You can change into your pajamas in the bathroom at the end of the hall. Go ahead and meet me in my bedroom as soon as you're ready."As Kimmy rummage... through one of her suitcases, I headed to my room. I usually wore only a pair of boxer shorts to bed, but I figured it would be best to add a tee-shirt to my attire this time. I headed into the bathroom to take care of business, then climbed into bed.A minute later, Kimmy appeared at the door. I nearly gasped when I saw her. She wore a simple. She didn’t say anything about him giving her ten thousand dollars. Two days later she heard on the news that Ronald was killed in a shoot out with the police. She was glad of that as then she was sure the police would not want her for questioning. They didn’t, the case was closed. Wendy took Davina and Richard to Beaumont, Texas. There she got a job as a waitress in a local bar. She again supplemented her income through prostitution. Then for the next several years she migrated between Beaumont. Probably at a very low level because you've never been trained or practiced, but it's there. Otherwise your lie detector trick wouldn't work. I wonder if that's something you could work on. Maybe we could bring it up a level or two. That would really make you devastating in the interrogation room." I don't know. I've been pretty critical of some of the ways you guys use your abilities. It would be sort of hypocritical of me to start honing what I have in order to pry into other people's minds.". He twisted the wet towel in his hands, wringing it over and over again. The last thing on his mind now was going back in there and soothing that bitch, ZiZi, especially while he still had a chubby."Richieeeeee...are you okay in there, hon?" Asked ZiZi."Aaaaggghhhh!" He screamed, as he stuffed his fist into his mouth biting hard to muffle himself."I just want to pound the shit out of her," he mumbled to himself. "Hey...you okay?" The grating voice whined once more. "Yeah, I'm just great. Be.