.........While Billy waited outside, the fat little man entered the trailer andthen pushed open the door to an inner office. The owner of BikiniBeac... lounged comfortably in a large leather chair behind a hugemahogany desk. He wore a rumpled old suit that looked as if it mighthave been bought from a thrift store. He was old, and his hair waswhite but his back was straight and his eyes where intelligent and blue."Well, Mr. Cerberus?" asked the old man in a imposing voice.The little man hugged. I didn’t see Samantha for the rest of the afternoon. By five, everyone had left and the villagers had packed up for the day and gone home. I locked up the doors and windows and then walked through to my study. “Hi,” said Samantha when I opened the door. “Hi yourself, I thought you’d gone with the others.” “You promised me the 10 cent tour and a girl always collects,” she laughed. “You have a terrific collection of stuff here.” “Well then, fall in Private and I’ll take you around.” “Yes sir,”. The doctors tried to get me to see a therapist but it was hard to talk to her at all. She could not understand what I have gone through and because of that, I could not get my points across to her. Because of that, I gave up without any major effort on my part.I was at least getting visits from a few of the others involved in the accident and some of them I cannot stand to be around. I had a visit once from Michael, who is now going by the name of Michelle now that she has had the baby. I found. Well over six feet, he was powerfully built with strapping shoulders and a hard chest that his perfectly tailored suit accented while his indigo eyes danced with laughter…the wildly raging autumn winds had left his silver blond hair slightly disarrayed in a sexy, just out of bed style that she had ached to touch the entire time he spoke. His features were oddly rugged, his jaw stubbornly defined…but the boyish dimples that appeared each time he smiled took off some of the edge, yet there was no.