Mavis looked around her, "Well, they think of everything."Once the aroma of the soup filled their nostrils, it reminded the old couple how hungry they... were, so they began to eat. As soon as a course was finished, the used crockery and cutlery vanished into the darkness as the ghostly hands did their work, until Eric and Mavis sat, each with a tiny cup of Turkish coffee and a snifter of brandy. Eric sat back in his chair, replete and said, "That was delicious."Mavis didn't reply, she merely. His honesty caught him by surprise. Her gaze never faltered.“And the skirt. Should it be short?” Didi asked in a dulcet tone.Adam took a moment to answer. Looking directly at her he said, “Not too short. Got to leave room for imagination. You know the brain is the biggest erogenous zone. It´s always fun to imagine what treasures lie beneath. To dream of being the lucky one who earns the right to handle them.”“To handle?”“To handle. To fondle. To caress. To rub. To kiss. To lick. To taste her. ”“I won’t see you when you come for the tests unless there’s a problem, but I’m here if you have any questions.”“Thanks, Doc.”We shook hands and I headed out to meet Jessica. She dropped me at the office, then headed home.“Does it still work?” Penny giggled when I walked in.“I’m not allowed to use it for THAT until the weekend. But the doctor assured me that it would!”“If you need a test subject...” she smirked.“Get back to work before I call your husband in here!”“Ooh! Both? Awesome!”“You are. Donna lived less than a quarter of a mile away, closer to the park, over in the older – and richer – part of town. As Emily pulled up in front of the tall, lavender Victorian house where Donna lived, she noticed that much like Kimmy, Donna – her best friend in the whole world – was already outside, sitting on the front porch, staring blankly at her phone.And much like Kimmy, Donna didn’t look particularly happy.Why is Donna upset? Emily wondered, feeling puzzled. She got to go to San Diego ....