Do you think I could drive?" he asked with a grin."I suppose it would be good practice. You'll have to help me with breakfast for the boys before we l...eave." Yes!" Scott pumped his fist. He'd always wanted to drive her station wagon.The next morning Scott helped fix a platter of breakfast tacos, and set them out covered by a tea towel so they'd stay warm. They loaded his bike in the back of the station wagon, and Mrs. Delgado handed him the keys with a smile at his eagerness to drive her car.. They set it down in the middle of the room and left closing the door behind them. "Your highness," Anthony began but the queen cut him off. "We are to be wed you may call me Galina, my husband," she said sending a shiver up Anthony's spine. The door opened and three beautiful green skinned, gown clad women enter follwed by a grizzled and bent goblin with a staff twice its own height. The door closed behind them as they moved towards the bed, which Galina had stripped down to the bottom sheet.. I needed to concentrate on the money I couldn't spend. I watched those god awful reality shows. One of them sort of interested me. It was one of the storage locker shows. I became fascinated with it and realized I could use it to laundry money.I still had my state buy out money in addition to my pension. I had received a lump sum form the state and had not invested it at all. Because I hadn't there was almost no gains for me to pay tax on.The reason I had never considered doing anything with. I held up my hands to indicate that I was complying. I could hear sirens getting closer - someone had thankfully called the police. The problem still to solve was how to get out of here alive.He stood in the doorway for a few minutes, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet. He was definitely on edge, and very agitated.He turned to us and said "I want both of you to remove all of your clothes ... do it right now!" Oh god ... where was this going?" I asked myself."Why?" she asked him, to.