Paul would be my hound, with a driver to handle the van; Henslith and I were going to be spending some quality time together the rest of the week and ...nto the weekend if necessary. Hell, it wasn't like there was anything new going on with our primary case at the moment. Of course, Murphy's Law ... nah, best not to think about it. The last thing I would need is something to happen while we were playing guardian angel to little Lupe."Okay, put it together and get rolling, I want you on the road. And Tammy meet Tom." They shook hands."Hi, Tom. You have me at a disadvantage," she said. Tom admired her breasts through the sheer silk fabric."You must be getting colds, so please work dis way." The three entered a warm carpeted room, lit by indirect track lighting that highlighted fine art along the walls, including a fine copy of, The Night Watch, by Rembrandt, Doug noticed. Along three of the walls sat long couches piled high with a variety of bright colored pillows, in front of which. The next thing to do was to buckle up and then turn the computer on. My cell still had a signal, so I called Connie. “You may have an answer for me, Connie. I think I saw a copy of the corporate declarations in your bookcase. Is that correct?”Connie replied, “I do. What do you want it for?”“Is it current, kept up to date? I need to read all the articles relating to partners that are written.”“Sure thing. There’s an addendum sent out from the home office every time there is a change in the. To her right, as yet unmentioned and still colorfully boxed in its cardboard and bright cellophane, lay a ridiculously huge dildo she knew to be no novelty gag: “14 inches long! 4 Inches Wide!” if not for the straps & buckles it should have been only a joke. Next to it, less significantly, lay the girls’ regular aid, just the standard six inches, built for pleasure rather than as a test of one’s mettle, its wear apparent. Eleanor would step-in for Bridget, limping bow-legged and dripping.