” I don’t know who you are old man but I will hack you to pieces if you interfere! I am going to kill that unwanted Olafson brat!”I kicked a hea...y chair in the way of the approaching sword wielding keeper and yelled.” If you’re no ghost Old Man get behind me.”The fat keeper stumbled and hacked the sword into the chair splintering precious and expensive wood. Behind him I could see through the open door down the long corridor and the white bearded Keeper came running accompanied by three others.. .." Erica is it?" Allison said with a mischievous twinkle. "Really?" Sorry. I mean Ms Wilkie."Allison raised an eyebrow as much as to say, I think you mean 'Mistress', not 'Ms' but said nothing.George continued. "You used those numbers — 21 06 05 — did she explain what they mean?" Oh yes, George. Erica and I exchange many confidences. Perhaps I should explain first of all. I have been having therapy from Ms Wilkie for some time. I was worried that my shyness was a problem to me, holding me. There was a small table and chairs in the kitchen and we ate there. I returned to my decorating and spent till 3 decorating the reception area and the dining room. Then I helped set the tables for supper. Just after 2 Mr. Parker had left and would return with the rest of the girls later. While I was setting up tables the housemother came out to talk. She said. "What happened at high school this morning." I was given a choice that was no choice at all. I think Mr. Parker probably taped it and. I came back with the coffee and she said all was OK, so we sat opposite each other drinking and warming ourselves and chatting about nothing special – just idle chit chat. It was then my eyes focused on her long slender legs, that were visible up to her thighs as she pulled her dress up as she sat. And as she finished drinking her coffee she asked what it was like in my new apartment and would i show her around. I laughed and said, “Well there isn’t much more than you see” to which she laughed.