"Sure, I can help you, Mrs. Jackson. What do you need for me to do?" Come into the house, and I will show you." I followed her into the house, and Mrs... Jackson closed and locked the front door. What the hell was going on? Mrs. Jackson beckoned to me to follow her. She led me into her bedroom and turned to say, "Billy, I need help from you like you provided me the other day." I stared at Mrs. Jackson uncomprehendingly, but I suddenly understood what she meant when she opened her housecoat, and. Of course he knew it wouldn't, and then there was that good ole male ego. I could always count on male ego to make men act like teenage boys."Ms Stone this is Judge Timmons," the voice on my cell phone said. It was a number not everyone had, so the judge had connections to some of my friends. The number by no means was a deep dark secret, so it wasn't necessarily sinister that he had it. It just meant he could get to me. I suppose he wouldn't mind me thinking that way. He could issue a search. More

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