You kill the Keeper or I kill the Listener? Now that’s ... madness!” His voice peaked at the end with a cackling laugh. I could see the room below... with a door that probably concealed him. Unfortunately, there was a raised grate that blocked the stairs leading down. Fine, I’ll do it the hard way.I started down the other hallway. It led to a bridge over an open floor before. As I got closer to the bridge, some spears from the wall started repeatedly moving in and out. As if that weren’t bad. "Tami smiled and nodded.I wondered how many people would actually be left in town tomorrow. Mom, Dad, and Traci were driving to Tacoma later this afternoon, bringing Kelly and Peter, too. Mikee would be on the team bus with the other cheerleaders. Robbie's dad drove over yesterday after Thanksgiving dinner. He had some kind of meeting today.Last night when Tami and I had been taking out evening walk, with Traci and Peter trailing a few yards behind somewhere along the line they'd become our. She looked at me and grinned, as she ran her hands down over her breasts and bare stomach, and then up her thighs to her ankles. Still looking at me, she lifted her right foot and placed it back on the dash over against the door. She then raised her left leg and stretched it out to rest her heel on the edge of the dash, over in front of me. Her legs were spread as wide as she could get them here in the truck. I marveled at how flexible she still was. She ran her hands over the nylon-clad part. But this went only to fire his strange lust even further. Much to his chagrin he felt himself growing hard staring at Nell Gwynn's décolletage."May I be of assistance?" a voice called to him.Embarrassed at the state he was in he kept a hand in front of his pants. A short middle-aged concierge was looking up at him smiling."Y-yes you can" he stammered "Do you have room for me? I haven't a reservation." Of course sir. This way" the little man offered, extending his arm.He followed him through a.