There was a cobbled path which led through a tangled garden of flowers and shrubs, all of which seemed to have grown as if by magic. Cupid followed Fl...rence through the glossy red front door and into the living room. It was cluttered and cosy, bookcases covering the vast majority of the walls, each stuffed with hundreds of assorted books. For some reason, the place smelt like a delicious mixture of liquorice and gingerbread. There was a small fire burning in the hearth, and a little ginger cat. " She smiled at Paul and said, "Come on, let's talk."Paul couldn't believe what was happening. His mother had found himdressed and instead of the almighty bollocking he'd expected she wastalking to him telling him not to worry. "It's just that I don't knowwhat to say." Well, just do what you normally do," she said. "Open your mouth and letthe words come out, not difficult!" OK," he said managing a bit of a smile."There that's better," she said. "So, when did all this start?" A long time ago,". Probably for her own country’s fashion clique too much flesh, but those gay designers did not know the pleasure a softer woman’s body would yield to a man in the bedchamber. Now the street was filled with young people in graduation gowns. Every young man or woman who had managed to get a university degree was proudly walking and waving to family and friends and the crowds cheered and people laughed and all around him the world seemed to explode in joy. His heart seemed to miss a beat when the. "I got a call from the APD chief this morning. Three things hit his desk at the same time yesterday afternoon. Someone had put a color picture of the banner welcoming me as director from the lobby, HR had sent him my resignation paperwork and the rumor is going around that I am filing a 50 million dollar discrimination suit against the department over the detective job," she said."You should have heard the begging and pleading for me to reconsider and not file suit. He had all kinds of promises.