Of course she took it the wrong way, and giggled as I closed the door behind. She instantly pulled off her sweater and shoved her tongue down my thro...at. With a wicked laugh she said, "Wow, how come this wasn't on the first tour?" She was clearly missing the point. I sat her down on the side of the tub and tried to plead my case that this was all wrong. She cocked her head, pouted and batted her eyelashes (pretending she completely understood), as she casually unzipped my fly. She was. "I love you sweet boy."After spending about an hour in bed we got up and put on robes for a little warmth. We went outside to the hot tub. We both needed a good soak in the soothing hot waters. We didn't bother with any bathing wear. Mom had indicated she would be home late. I eased in next to Lavinia and we embraced for awhile. Now I wanted to really please her. I lifted her up onto the verge of the tub. Her legs automatically spread apart. She knew what was coming. My two hand went to her. Eleven people were dead, and none of it made sense. Two men, one of them a state senator and the other a shady Miami businessman, had died late Saturday night; the coroner had given them a window of from ten in the evening until one in the morning. The father of the Marks family had died at most an hour later, but that wasn’t clear, and none of the three had a single mark on them. The deaths of the children and the women, on the other hand, were completely understandable. They had all been. I got out a pad and pen from my bag and started to make a list of all the requirements for the UPC scanning system. I also made a list of the programming I'd need completed to manage the program and make it do what I wanted it to do. When I finished, I picked up the phone, dialed the IBM switchboard, and asked for Rob."Rob, this is Britt from the Port of Seattle job. Do you have a couple of minutes?" Hey Britt, I got a call from Samantha. She says that you ditched me and would prefer that she.