”“Contact them? That should shake them up,” Arlene offered.“And precipitate something, perhaps,” Jeff said as he frowned. “I just don’t ...know what that something would be, but maybe I should think about finding that out very soon, hmmm.”“What about the General?” Arlene asked.As Jeff turned back to his daughter-wife, he noted the stress showing on her face. She’s too young to have this much responsibility, but what can I do? She’s by far the best I have for the job. Shit. Shit. Shit.Before Arlene. Above all he valued loyalty. She had betrayed his loyalty and trust.Sarah thought about that mid summer night over twenty years ago when Michael had walked back into her life. At that time she had not seen him for more than four years. She received her degree in finance and accounting from UC Berkeley and had taken a job at the finance office at the University. Sarah dated sporadically and still lived with her parents, although she was searching for an apartment.It was after eleven on a Friday. He didn’t have any insurance, and we’d never had much money anyway, so we were in kind of a tight place. In the following years we lived in a lot of rundown motel rooms. Once we slept in our car, until it was repossessed. Sometimes we went to shelters, but we never stayed long because our mom was afraid some social worker would decide to take Derek and me from her. She wasn’t about to let that happen. She was always very protective of us. She often said we were all she had. She worked, but. "I really wanted to meet you, I know you're married but I must say you have a gorgeous figure." I told her. "really?" she asked."I'm serious I always check you out your presentations on Bissell and Hoover vacuum cleaners." I told her.before I can say a word Jeni bends over in front of me."you're checkin out my bottom aren't you hon? I bet you wanna grind your crotch between my butt cheeks sweetie" she said. "I sure do, just a little" I pleaded. she motioned me to come over to her she pushed.