There was a blonde and a smaller brunette, the brunette turned to the blonde and gave her a huge hug before taking the shoulder bag herself. She knock...d on the door and waited for Dom’s response. He walked over to the door and twisted at the bronze knob on the door, he pulled the door inwards and squinted slightly as warm, bright LA sun entered the room. What entered the room was an Angel. Dom’s eyes adjusted to the light and he was greeted with his old high school friend and crush, Jennifer. Jill told me that her sex life was her decompression. She saw people die almost every day. I guess it empowered her to know that she was really, truly alive. The old people, the drunks, the thugs and the innocent passed away with them holding her hand. She was the last thing scores of people saw. I guess that what those old Greek guys said is true. Character comes from suffering. Carol and I were novices compared to her. The key was motivation. She needed sex. It was her salvation, her. "You're just as pretty as Jenny has been saying." Jennifer has talked a lot about you," Kirsten said with a blush. "So, did you come out to see our new house?" I wanted to see it," Jennifer said. "And, I want you to come and see mine. I just signed the papers on Elmer Sorensen's old place." That place with all the acreage, out on Point Drive?" Kirsten asked. "I saw that Binky just cut the price on it." I was going to do it, then I wasn't," Jenny said. "I thought about having Uncle Brent build. ======Those of the band are not surprised to see she has gone on her own come the morning; especially as Douglas explains the entire story she murmured about in the night. The betrayal she suffered is greater than anything most encounter; and as one, decide to pay a visit to the betrayer.Clearly Douglas explains what he has uncovered, how that betrayer flayed her mind as well as the body; for he has seen such before many times. This time there will be no mercy for such as he, and all agree the.