She was such a hypocrite, bashing the tax code even though she was once a lawyer for the IRS herself. That woman is an embarrassment to our birthplace... for sure!” I ranted a little before I stopped myself.“Hey, you’ll get no arguments from me! Yeah, she’s dead. Thankfully, her husband was killed in the bargain. Good riddance. I don’t know yet about the kids. Hard to say. They’ll probably turn up somewhere like so many bad pennies. Speaking of which, not only New Jersey, but the Collective make. Strangely, that didn’t bother me because I was happy with the lack of pressure and was able to relax more than ever before.My sister came all the way in to the Big Apple from the left coast and made a nuisance of herself in my office for the entire next week. I got her things like theater tickets on Broadway and shit like that to keep her off my back and out of my hair because we never really saw things eye to eye like close siblings. She got real friendly with my Julie and kept pumping her for. ”I want some time to talk to the Sheriff so I loudly call, “Shotgun.”Linus swears, “Damn Jens, you beat me to it.”The guys pile into the back, I take the front seat, notice a laptop computer and ask, “Do you have real time Internet on this?”The Sheriff replies, “We sure do. Anymore it seems like we spend half our time on the computer and the other half bored as hell.”I continue with the questions, “Sheriff...”He interrupts, “ ... Please Jennifer, feel free to call me Jim...”I continue, “Okay. "I called dad while I walked to the bathroom. Just before I let him take over my body I said: "Remember, dad, she likes it without too much preliminary fuss. Get in there and fuck her, but make sure I get my body back while she cleans up. Right?" Great, son." A minute later I was floating under the ceiling of the bathroom, and dad was on his way. I waited for a couple of minutes, and then I floated down to the archive to look in on them. He sure had not wasted any time. His head was between her.