She felt off balance yet again, frightened. After a taking sometime she shook her head, NO! how could he do this to her and not even be here. She shou...d just ignore the note, not read it. Ah but what would that accomplish? Sally sat down in her chair and just looked at the note, a part of her knew she was going to read it but her fighter side wanted her to just trash it all. She opened the computer and looked for the nearest police station as well as the nearest to her work, she would not give. Many double park risking the Boston Traffic Department tickets from the meter maid. I found a way to get around the parking meters, tokens, Chucky Cheese tokens, worked wonders. Now, I do not know if they still work because Boston recently installed those new digital meters but back in the late ’80’s early ’90’s, one 25 cent Chucky Cheese token gave me the full two hours on the meter, instead of the allotted fifteen minutes, that would have cost $2.00. Sometimes, the Chucky Cheese token jammed. But, it's got to be experienced for yourself, I suppose. Onward!" He's got a room in college. He's from Leighton Buzzard."She giggled. "Cue for a limerick! Well, we've been going back to his room, for coffee and - just to talk - well, it started that way. Then, it just happened, bingo! He was kissing me and we couldn't keep our hands off each other." She hugged herself. "It was bliss."Elizabeth raised an eyebrow. No only could she read thoughts, but a raised eyebrow was often enough to project. Oh and itlooks like some is on your pants so I'll be needing them also."I stripped off my blouse and pants without even considering that mybeautiful pink camisole and pink petti pants were underneath and thatMaggie had never seen me in my lingerie before. It just seemed socomfortable now with Maggie that I didn't give it a second thought.Maggie looked at me and gave me her morning smile and said she would beback in a few minutes and that I was to sit on the stool till shereturned.Ten minutes.