I just got back and am way behind. How about next week Pat?" You don't understand, I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. Be there ... or life as you kn...ow it is over. Get me?" Pat felt he held all the cards.At lunch, I found out how big of a shaft job I was going to get. Pat said, "I have pictures of you and that slut at the club. I'm will to give them to you but you need to do something for me. Here are some sample pictures to prove that I have them." Pat handed me a large envelope.There was no. I patted it dry with my napkin as I looked up into the afternoon sun and all I saw was a silhouette. I recognized the form but I was so embarrassed at spilling my drink, I dropped my hamburger on the ground. O Charlie, Im sorry for sneakin up on you like this, said the soft, sweet voice again. This time, I recognized the dress at least, by the red and blue poke-a-dots, so I responded as best I could by asking, Is that you, Carol? O yes it is, Im sorry. I thought you knew who I was, I mean, I. I eased myself down on a large rock and stared across the water towards the sea side opening of the grotto. The burn on my back was hurting now pretty good.Isegrim, my father had married again and now I had two brothers: Lothar and Tyr. My stepmother was of course Gretel Hemstaad, my father’s true love and she already saw herself in the highest social circles of our planet, being very wealthy and important. She would not let an opportunity go to waste telling anyone how important and rich she. ” came the weak reply.“Remember what I told you.”“ ... I ... remember.”“Good. Then I shall see you at one.”The morning crawled by. Gwen had seen Robert off to work with his iteration that he would probably be home late that evening because of extended meetings. Daniel grabbed his gear and reminded her of ball practice that afternoon after school. He also would be late getting home.She bathed, styled her hair and went through her dresser looking for an appropriate pair of panties to wear for.