He had alot of difficulty keeping his eyes on what he was writing for our orders because of this. After he left we started to talk and I kept noticing... a man and wife sitting not far from us. The man was facing us and kept trying to look at me without letting me know or his wife know he was looking. I thought this was going to be fun. So i started to slowly open my legs without noticing I was doing that while I kept chatting. The guys eyes kept staying on me more and more and less on his wife.. I made the tea, gave her the mug, and asked her again why she was here."I live here," was all she said. I asked what her name was and she replied, "Susan Holt."The couple I had bought the house from were not called Holt, but they had only lived here 3 years, so I was at a loss.After a few more attempts to convince Susan that she didn't live here, and failing to find out where she did live, I decided I had no option but to call the police. I left her in the kitchen and went upstairs to the. No! Who are you, Jack? Are you Satan or the ... Antichrist?” Jerry begged and groveled now, his tone far changed.“Jerry, do me a favor. GO TO HELL!” I lost my patience with the prick after he called me the Antichrist over the phone.That was kinda too close to home, you know. Reminded me of how Jehovah until very recently wanted to cook me alive forever. No thanks.“Alright, buddy, looks like your time’s up a little early. Lilith, tell Azazel to sharpen his knives. We have a fresh soul to. “Good job with the picture,” Jeff chuckled as Neal shot him an amused smirk.“It was a good idea,” Neal replied with a nod. He stood silent for a few moments and Jeff could tell Neal was working up his nerve for something. “Hey, uh ... about Shelly.”Jeff nodded to encourage him to continue. “Yeah?”Neal looked everywhere but at Jeff, then leaned close while staring at his shoes. “I can’t get her there,” he whispered, red-faced. “I mean when we ... get together. Amy can get off despite me, but I.