It's what some overenthusiastic journo is trying to pin on us." I think we need to tighten up the media side of things, Mick. In the absence of specif...c information, journos are going to make shit up." I agree. We need to talk to Flyblown about that at our next production meeting." Production meetings?" Freddie raised his eyebrows, "it's kinda deja vu for us isn't it?" Sure is," Mick grinned, "and fucking exciting, eh?" Same old shit by a different smell."The next week a magazine article. “Oh my god! Thank you,” Belinda cried as she walked in, “No one’s ever done that for me before!” In her mind, James tidying her house seemed erotic.“My pleasure.”“You didn’t have to.”“I thought it might be wise,” James smiled as he held up his wrists.“Oh your wrists!” she cried, inspecting the red marks from the cuffs.“Turns out its hard to make a double bed while wearing hinged cuffs.”“Oh god, let me loosen them for you.”The key was already out of her pocket and almost in the first keyhole. As we ordered our food, my phone buzzed. I made my excuses and left to go to the loo. I sneaked outside quickly. Melissa was outside the pub with her overnight bag in hand. The taxi was waiting to take her to our house. I said that we would be back in about an hour. I told her what food would be available for her to eat and I gave her my keys. “I hope you‘re right about this John,” she said with a concerned voice, “otherwise…” “Trust me…” I replied, “just be as naughty and raunchy as you can!”. .I still am a boy, you know!" hereprimanded. "I cant go around with bangs." Don't worry, we can conceal them later," she assured him.As a finishing touch, she applied matching polish to his fingernails which hekept well groomed so as not to interfere with the harp strings. He offered noresistance to this. Admittedly, he agreed that indeed he did look like a verypretty girl, something he'd heard all his life and had been tired of hearing.His slender figure, thin arms, fair skin, now in a dress.