"You talk to your buddies using beer slogans?" Hey, don't knock it, or I'm gonna give you a slogan." Oh yeah, what would that be?" Liv, tap the Rockie...s!" Finn didn't even try avoiding the playful smack he got to the side of the head."Okay, seriously now," he said with a sober look on his face. "What do you want to do first? We can stop by your place, head over to the Sheriff's house, or to the yard and drop off the cars."Liv looked down at herself. Her sweater and skirt were torn and stained.. We have shopping to do. We will have time for this later."Jenny and I looked at each other, then at Helen."Shopping?" I asked, "What shopping?"Helen looked at us in amazement."For the party," she told us. "The party tonight at the Student Union bar? Fancy Dress party?" She looked at our uncomprehending faces. "You told me about it last time I was here. You asked me if I would like to come with you. We are going to it, I assume?" Well, yes," Jenny told her, "but we weren't going to bother with. I can just see the headlines on tomorrow's paper, "Man in Laundry Mat Caught Masturbating." ... But I did get another idea as a beautiful blonde bombshell walked into the mat with two baskets of laundry.She stood about 5'7" with the nicest set of C-Cups that I had seen in a long time, and a tight little bum, and wonderful legs that sprouted out of a pair of booty shorts. She was enough to make an old man go into cardiac arrest! And as she came in and out with the two baskets of laundry, I felt. And after all, she told herself, she was only flesh and blood -- female at that -- and could not be expected to suffer physical agony to keep a secret that might have meaning only to herself.Yet, it had been her own voluntary blurting out of the first treacherous and prideful words that had started it. If she was so quick to betray their treasured relationship out of pride how could she blame it on the fear of pain?No -- she could never quite regain the entire person that had been Palmyra.