<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/f1f2/r6w4mnzyotqfgwk6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> Danai</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Dianne Devotee</span></strong></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em>Danai:</em> Time for the drive.  (Sigh).  As we start, I wonder who put <em>her</em>, Vajayjay—foot-licker, in charge of the world?  She ‘suggests’ how to do my checking for a wire as if Mistress doesn’t know what and how she wants it  “As you wish.”<br/><br/><em>Danai:</em> I drive and the filth is seen by Vajayjay first.  I lean and look.  I guess it’s the infamous Nan.  She actually looks like she spent some time with looking . . . interesting at least. I circle the block and with that: “She’s clean.”  (Giggle).  “I mean no wire.” I pull over and wait for her to exit.  “That’s it, right?  You don’t need anything more right?  Most adults know how to handle themselves and others.” *Smirk*<br/><br/></span><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/3e88/4udf1zl8amlhhha6g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Nan Rapido</span> </strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center">_____<br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Det. Kantonspolizei Zürich</span></strong></div></div></div><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/07d9/26i7lgh1zps71ke6g.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em>Nan:</em> Okay.  She’s in the car I’m sure.  I recognize the car and the driver.  I watch them pass and maybe pass again.  All I’m doing is being here under a streetlight in crime-land waiting to get picked up—classic!  <em>Just stay calm.  You’ve done this before.</em> <br/></span>