Katie found copies of old tax returns, paid bills, instruction manuals for items she no longer had, several family photo albums and several files of f...nancial account records and a box of old bank statements.Katie had two empty storage boxes with her. Anything that she was going to keep went into those boxes. Anything that could be thrown out was placed in the garbage cans. She had just gotten to the last of the desk drawers when the clean-out company arrived. Not wanting to hold them up, Katie. He put his arm around her and headed for the door. She leaned provocatively into him, held his arm to her breast, and unsnapped the rest of the buttons on her shirt. The trailer was close by. We got there and he let us in. It was neat and clean. It had a narrow living space, a galley kitchen, a small bathroom and a large bedroom in the back. John asked "Would you like something to drink?" We said yes and he went of to get them. Carol and I sat on the couch. I pulled her in for a passionate kiss. ”My eyes worked to adjust to the dark, dimly lit hallway. The walls and ceiling were painted black. I followed him a short distance until the hallway came to a T. We turned right. That hallway was also black, but with unmarked doors on each side, one after the other. We came to another intersection and made a left. We continued down that hallway and others, making a few seemingly random right and left turns through an endless maze. We finally came to a door in the middle of a long black hallway. ”“I like that. I’ll call him now.”“Hello, I’m calling from the chambers of Hollister and Hollister.”“Good morning. I just got back home an hour ago.”“From?...”“Taking Olwen to the airport. She appears to have had a most successful trip.”“Yes. We got the same impression. Anyway, we were hoping we could invite Aged P. to dinner tonight or tomorrow.”“Great Expectations. I’m not yet senile. It would have to be tomorrow. I’m dining with your Sandra and an archaeology colleague of hers.