She told me it had to do with the packages. The old ones had 28 pills, her new one has 21. Still the same amount of hormones but her new packages just... don't come with the placebo pills that helped her keep in the habit. You wonder how she would get out of the habit of taking a pill every day.Mar 23 2005Damn that lady can shop. Seems to squeeze every penny. She came home with several new outfits. A couple from Victoria's Secret and one from Frederick's of Hollywood. She promised to wear them for. By the time we are done there we should know the score with Harriet."I was sent back a few days earlier as Commander of the Advance party and true to their word, I got a phone call from the group of friends who were doing the investigation on Harriet. I made arrangements for one them to meet me in Seattle and paid the airfare. Brent Jackson, a friend of Dale's was the man who arrived with a very large briefcase full of the damning evidence. From the airport we went to the hotel for his "report". I was less horny than mesmerized. My whole world had shifted in the last half hour and I didn’t have my sea legs yet. I took it in my hand, peeled back a pubic hair that was sticking to the shaft, and gave it a kiss.I wasn’t prepared for the taste. I didn’t know what to expect. I hadn’t really expected anything, I guess. I was in what an hour before was no-man’s land to me. Suddenly it seemed like home.The bearded guy cupped the back of my head with a hand and coaxed me back and forth, sucking. The blonde haired vision disappeared through a shop door and as Don Juan and Belinda reached the shop, Don Juan pulled her up and led her through the door after him. They were in a coffee bar, dimly lit and filled with the sound of piano jazz. The place was deserted except for the blonde haired man who had his back to them as he worked at the coffee machines. His skin glistened with perspiration. The man turned and flashed them a dazzling smile. “Hey guys,” he greeted them in a heavy American.