Usually, she pranced around their bedroom for her hubby, modeling her new lingerie for him. But since he was still at the office, she thought a change... of plans might be in order."Wait a second, sweetie," Summer said as Jennifer raced for the stairs. "Looks like your dad is going to be working late tonight. What do you say I pour us both a glass of wine and we have ourselves a little fashion show? " Jennifer jumped at the chance to show off for her stepmom. She respected her opinion and gushed. Where’d that come from?”"It’s Tagalog for vagina.”“Hmmm... okay, Miss Puki, sounds better.”Now christened, Miss Puki was Edward’s and Vixen hubby’s, a bit of faithfulness for both. I told neither my Cobra nickname.Squirt was hubby’s penis, tagged when I first stroked him during our engagement and jumped back in awe as he spewed out. Edward's needed its own logo.So, I replied, “Sweetie, what’d you name your penis?”“What makes you think he’s got a name?”“Just a guess.”“Well, you’re right. Had to. Stockdale leading the procession. We got on the Expressway and headed west toward Norfolk. I guess we took the last exit in Virginia Beach — or maybe the first in Chesapeake — and headed south. We wound around a bit and suddenly I realized we were in my own neighborhood. Just as our house came into sight at the end of our cul-de-sac, she pulled over and stopped on the south side.Good grief! I remember Mother Stark saying that she had been unable to buy the lots she really wanted because they. Is this Muriel Wilson?" asked a kind sounding voice."Yes, this is Muriel." Ms. Wilson, my name is Ron Harris, and I'm a detective with the Columbia Police Department. I'm calling about the 911 call you made earlier this evening. Do you have time for me to ask you a few questions about it?" I certainly do!" she replied enthusiastically. "I had hoped to talk with the police when they arrived, but they came and went so fast that I didn't have a chance. I have the license plate number for you right.