I told him that I had asolution to his bedwetting problems. He told me he knew I was a witch,and I could put a magic spell on him. I laughed and told ...him I just havetalents, But I could not solving bed wetter problems my using any wand.I told him we had to do this the old fashioned way. I told him to lie onthe bed. I then took off his pants and then underwear. He blushed butdid not complain. I could see he was right; his privates had alreadyshrunk to be quite small. I then took out a diaper and. 'Morning Brenda.' 'Mister McMullen,' she said, standing and feeling his eyes on her. He wasa lecherous bastard and, although he hadn't touched her yet, his eyes madeher uncomfortable. 'Coffee?' 'Yes, thank you.' 'What's all this?' McMullen asked when she placed the coffee and Daniel'sexpenses on his desk. 'Mister Weaver's expenses for approval. It's the last day before the booksclose,' Brenda said, obliquely reminding McMullen that Weaver had acted againstpolicy as all expenses had to be. I wan' you to take-a my chrome plated... 38 revolver, so you will always remember me." But grandpa, I really don't like guns ... How about you leave me your Rolex watch instead?" You lissina me, boy! Somma day you gonna be runna DA business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big-a home and maybe a couple of bambinos." Somma day you gonna come-a home and maybe finda you wife inna bed with another man. "Whatta you gonna do then? Pointa to you watch and say, 'Times up!' "?Irish. She's clean now." It was hard to tell but my guess was late teens at the oldest for both of them. They were skinny and really weren't clean. Both needed a bath. I continued, "You're Terri." I pointed at the one I wounded. I looked at the other. "Who are you? What's your story?" My name is Michelle. What are you going to do with us?"Bennie responded. "Other than keeping you from hurting us and our airplane, nothing. Now, talk." We're sisters. We've lived here in Racine all our lives. We came.