Moving out from the house, let caught critters go, dump out their shit. Look for Stimpy! He’s not inside. Look outside, he’s crying. Get in the car-Christina’s husband is driving. There’s a car stopped and he swerves.
In a big room, Julie Chlopecki is there and we’re lovers. Going over tax documents, I have a bunch of naughty pictures and try to gather them up . Fail and one of the girls picks up a picture. Get ready to leave, but wait for Julie to finish. Stay, without pants. Julie comes over and talks to some nefarious guy on the phone. I stay quiet. She sees me as I’m putting on my underwear and laughs. Some guys start showing up.