I’ll follow you to the Steak and Egg. It’s claim to fame is they are open 24/7.”“You sure your girlfriend won’t mind?” Marge asked.“Oh I...’m sure she would, if this were a date. This is really just business,” I said with a laugh. “That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.”“Okay, so which one the pot business, or the worm business?”she asked.“Personal business,” I said with a smile. “Make sure no one hears you about the pot.”“You really are a dog aren’t you?” she asked.“Well, I’m certainly no. It would be day two that he was questioned again by the authorities. The intern, Anthony, had been taken into custody and questioned. He accused the dead Senator of rape, blackmail, and murder, but the accusations fell on death ears when neither Peter or Samuel would back up the young man’s claim. It was decided that the Intern was jealous, harboring feelings for Brad that were never reciprocated. Two days later, Anthony committed suicide, using the cord he pulled from the edging of his cell. He tore his eyes from my breasts to my eyes “Your tits look a whole lot better than your face.”“Fuck you” I fired back; jibes and insults traded, my brothers and I spent the rest of the afternoon playing in the water.After a picnic dinner with Albert the old babysitter we retreated from the mosquitoes to the cabin. On the way Sam grabbed our treasure from under the log then we settled down for the evening. Since we didn’t have internet or TV we had to come up with something to do so we pulled. Alice was sure, Mark was a God sent for her. The next door house was for sale, maybe only for a week when one day, Alice noticed a truck full of household furniture, items and all necessary gadgets being unloaded, as she stood in her window behind the curtain. That evening, she got a chance to say hello to Mark. He was alone, almost 23—24, right out of college as the First Officer of the largest bank in the town. In the next about a month or so, Mark had learnt all about Alice and her husband,.