Smoke and something more. Something dangerousin the smoke. No, that wasn't right. The smoke wasn't dangerous; thesmoke was what was protecting them." ...You were hurt," she said. "You were hurt bad and we couldn't find you.We had to leave you," Somehow just saying the words made her feelashamed, like there was something more that she could have done and atthe same time she knew that wasn't true."I got better," she said. "You'll get better too, detective Brighton.Just let it come, don't try to. It didn't take me long to fully agree with Frank. Waiting for Wednesday was going to be tough.At 4:00 pm sharp the horn sounded at the work site ending another work day. I had just 45 minutes to pick-up the camcorder and hide it before Jan got home from her job. At the supper table neither one of us could eat. We were just to nervous. Finally around six, Jan went upstairs to take a bubble bath and put on her make-up. I looked outside and saw Frank parked in his car down the block. Frank hid in. After I go and do the inspection I return to the elevator and just like I knew it would happen, it stops on the way down at the penthouse as Ms.Barbie comes in. She prefer her work and clients to address her as Barbie only her patience dress her as Dr. I guess is her way of making herself feel important but not overly important or maybe is a culture thing. She looks at me and smiles I look back at her and smile acknowledging her. Just as the elevator is on its way down suddenly the elevator. I walked in, and Shelly was sitting on the air mattress, in lingerie and hot heels, wrapped in a sheet. Waiting for us. I wasn't about to let this go unrecorded, so after checking with the guys I set up some lights and a couple camcorders while everybody got comfortable. She'd set up a few chairs and some beverages, and as I fired up the lights and hit 'record', Mitch walked up to her and presented his crotch to her. He was obviously already hard, and as she scratched the outline of his shaft.