She taught her three-yr. old son, Ayan, to say ‘Bull-frog’, just yesterday. ‘Boo- fog’ he repeated. The boy was learning to speak much later...than his sister. It worried her a little, but not too much. It worried his school teacher more. Everything worried his school teachers more than it worried her. That’s why she never talked to them. Too much awkward conversation — pretense to appear more interested in the lives of the students than they were. ‘Why don’t you just breast-feed the kid?’ she. Carly looked at me and paused for what seemed ages before she spoke again."I like older men" she admitted in a voice just over a whisper.She added "They know how to treat a woman".For the first time in about 5 minutes I was able to muster a half-smile."Now can we discuss the rest of the job conditions and perks?" she added with a smile.Over the next half hour we discussed terms and conditions. She asked lots of questions but the elephant in the room that we both avoided was the sex. The pendant was definitely hot now.“Ohh!” she squeaked, but he had released her as quickly as he’d attacked. Cameron looked around. Not eight feet away was a middle-aged couple eating dinner and they hadn’t blinked. He liked the idea of other people watching, even if they didn’t see a thing. How far would the pendant let them go? As hot as he could stand?Soon Chiu came by with the check, smiling innocently, and Cameron gave her some cash. She left without so much as a glance. Sara started. I wanted to know that too but also wanted the story of an old friend and how he changed so much in a few short years.I spent my mornings talking with Moose and my afternoons writing other stories to help earn my living. I was really intrigued with Moose. In the evening I made transcripts of all my information from Moose so I could have a written copy. Julie got a shortened version of what information I felt I could share."Moose, the AG is still wondering if you have information on missing.