"Nick chuckled. "I wouldn't mind a visit at some stage. It would do morale good." I'd like to do that once you've got things fully under control. Good...luck, Nick."He rang off.Nick sat back in his chair. "So far so good," he thought. "He appears confident in me and is supportive. I'm glad I've got his backing if I have to call in the police."He looked at his diary for the next day's appointments. Nine o'clock George Roberts. Eleven-thirty Graham Dibbens, Managing Director Port of Liverpool. Two. Excitement was off the hook. I had never had this feeling, ever. As I got to her neck and head it was plain she wanted me to see, as she was looking at me through the crack. Her greenish eyes bright and watching me. I quickly turned and leaped forward into the living room out of sight. I heard myself say “Sorry, didn’t mean too!” As I put the radio on and found a good rock channel, I heard the curtain close the rest of the way. Thinking about what I just saw put a smile on my face. She did see. But unfortunately for her many male suitors, it had not been with a man - no, her descent into the arms of love had come at the hands of a tall, sexy, blond woman by the name of Alicia. Now, due to the heavy constraints of Victoria's job, the couple's sex life had waned to a point of near non-existence in the previous few weeks. Both had been unhappy, unsatisfied and stressed, and their relationship had been tense, with little intimacy at all. This had saddened both of them, and Victoria. ‘Well,’ said Newton, ‘I’ve no problem living in the park and the neighboring woods, being a beast and all, but…’ I took up where Newton left off, ‘But I’ve never been any good at roughing it. Don’t worry Newton, you do what you need to. I’ll get by. I can stay with one of my sisters, I suppose.’ ‘Drop by the Rice Krispie Treat Emporium later and let me know how things are going.’ ‘Sure thing.’ Newton went off to stake a claim in the park, and I flew off in search of a public restroom. **** As.