Bacon and eggs, some hash browns," I told her."Gloria will probably be hungry, I'm starved," Sue Ellen agreed. For a moment I heard nothing; she'd put... her hand over the phone. "Yeah, Janey says she's starved too. Long, long night..." I laughed, and Sue Ellen did too. "I hope your mom doesn't mind the company," Sue Ellen concluded."Ah," there was no way they weren't going to notice. "Actually, Mom stayed at the hospital last night with Mary and Elizabeth. JR and Jenny are over at Kim's. Just my. Others followed us down to the lawn for a closer view of what was to come.I led Claire to a large patch of dirt in the middle of the lawn that the gardener had cleared for planting but at the moment was left empty. I ordered Claire to kneel by the dirt patch. I examined Claire's face with amusement, her expression a mixture of dread and puzzlement. It was clear she didn't know what was going to happen to her next. That of course made what was going to come all the more delicious.A few seconds. The officer asked Abby for her driver's license and she handed it over. He looked at the license then leaned over to get a better look at Abby. I could tell from his expression that he was impressed with her. The growing bulge in his pants was a further indication. His eyes lingered on her substantial cleavage. He sniffed at the air then asked if my wife had been drinking. Abby nervously explained that she had had just a little wine with dinner.The officer told Abby that he had clocked her. Rebecca hurried inside the gym, flashing her ID as quickly as she could, trying not to focus on anything but her impending workout as she made her way to the nearest empty treadmill. Keeping her eyes firmly on the machine, she ramped it up to an 8. She needed to run. Rebecca was ordinarily more of an endurance athlete, keeping her treadmill setting around a 4, occasionally pushing it up through 5 or 6, but keeping a steady pace for a decent amount of time. Not today. Today she needed speed. She.