Err ... everyone ... this is Arnold Berridge and this is ... this is Matilda Dorridge. Arnold was the guy I met at the NTFLN office on Monday and Mati...lda here is the librarian from the library right next door. I ... I ... I ... told Arnold he should get to know the librarian and ... and ... well he did! Only I didn’t expect him to move so fast and I actually didn’t even know his name then or Matilda’s for that matter. She was always ‘just the librarian’ to me and I had never ever even met. It all fits together, doesn't it? If they harassed Brain to the point his aneurysm opens up, again, he would be dead, Beth would be dead and suddenly there's no one to sue them. If they got Harold and Sherrie to do their dirty work, their hands stay clean."Daddy, can you get the PI's on this? It ties things up and maybe makes our filings even more powerful."Mr. Bell went into his deep thinking mode, but did make a quick call to sic his investigators on Harold Smith's trail. We ate at a very. " Mandy kissed her mother. She giggled. "What will you do tomorrow night?" Oh I shall go and get Rob to fuck my arsehole. I've promised Abby that I will get him thinking bums so that he will do hers. That should be nice." Helen wants to fuck Rob Wednesday. Do you think that he will 'fit her in'?" Mandy giggled again." That's up to Helen, isn't it darling. Does your friend Sue fancy Rob or Daddy?" She's definitely thinking about it. She's interested in Gramps 'cos she saw his bulge when he. .. says you owe her a son or two,” said the doctor, smiling slightly.Curtis Lee was led to a hospital room. Bernie was lying back in bed, looking relatively refreshed. It had been a short labor this time. Her arms were empty. He stepped into the room, and saw movement in the corner. He almost fainted when he saw Bernadette’s mother, sitting there, with a tiny blanket-wrapped bundle in her arms. She was staring down into its wrinkled brown face. She looked up.“Good evening Curtis Lee,” she said..