He smelled the pot roast in the pot and the bread cooling on the counter.He smiled at seeing Timmy, he noticed vintage ladies apron, the freshperfume ...nd the scent of hair spray in the air, the tight new hair setcomplete with a blue satin bow bobby pinned to his right temple and thegloss red nails and of course the new but vintage blue nylon chiffondress. He felt his excitement building.The supper was heating in the pot, the bread was cooling, and Agnes andJanine were gone for the day. Ned. The one with the syringe said "He must have gone to the toilet"They turned around and quietly ran across the lounge to where their leader was searching unsuccessfully for the master key in the reception desk.The leader shook with desperation his head. "It's not here. He must have had the key with him. Search his pocket." He ordered the two men when he saw them.The 2 men looked confused and one of them said."He's not there. His chair is empty. He must have gone to the toilet"The leader was. Wind was pretty strong, too, filling my apartment with scentof soggy soil. TV? No, not tonight, I spend too much time in front of itanyway. So, I decided to surf a little; the net is always an interestingplace. After checking some interesting and some dull sites I ran my browserto a chat command; I wanted to find a new chat room; one I haven't visitedyet. And, of course, this resulted with thousands of different items; I shouldhave been more specific. Anyway, one address got my attention:. So Harry was left in his quiet home with nothing but several loads of sexual frustration to keep him company. Harry lived in a two storey house made of auburn brick. The front door opened to a simple living room: light green carpet spread across the floorboards, two hunks of white leather sofa we're dropped in the centre to face the plasma nailed high on the wall, below the T.V was a low-lying bench with photos of the family hugging and forcing grins, standing before a back drop of waterfalls.