“Where do you want to start?” She asked coyly. Oh my god! What a question, I blind man would not miss that double meaning. But I tried to keep cal...m and… well… play dumb I guess. Well, how bout we pull these pictures off the walls and that clock, we can put them in the galley kitchen on the counter. Then we can pull the sofa and side table in to the center of the room. And work our way around the walls until everything that needs to be moved has been moved.” I suggested. That got me a. He struck a seductive pose and began to sway his hips and undulate his belly in time to the drum beat. I could tell he'd had a lot of practice and acquitted himself quite well in his performance. I thought about placing a protective paw over Sherman's eyes but his glasses were already fogged up so it was just as well. The lieutenant finished his dance routine with a dizzying whirl and a spectacular split. Sherman and I applauded appreciatively and threw coins of the local currency his. Really suspicious..." Well... What else can we do but test? It'll only be a couple of days... It's nice to have some R&R. I love these rooms at Spirit House."Mayoni nodded. "Yes, they're very nice... Such a change! Walking around the campus in short sleeves, it brings back so many memories, when I was here as an undergrad. Ha! Having the Kilauea enlisted personnel salute me! And then playing in the snow outside Spirit House a few minutes later... The dichotomy! Ah well, as you say, it'll be. ’ Bill hung up swearing. ‘What is it Bill?’ Jennifer asked obviously concerned. ‘Jeremy that little shit, just confessed to the FBI, probably for immunity, that he’s been providing me with drugs and little girls for my sexual proclivities. He’s telling that asshole O’Bannon that I hit him when he wouldn’t give me more drugs until I paid him.’ ‘Shit. That son of a bitch. That lying little prick.’ Jennifer said angrily. Bill sat back and tried to think. The phone rang again. Jennifer answered it.