One of those ‘sometimes.’”Then she looked at her hands, her skirt, Paul’s half-mast trousers and burst into giggles.“Oh, what a mess! What a...lovely, sticky mess!” **They had reached the lookout. They stepped off the rampart walkway into its cool shade and sat on the stone ledge. Memories of this place, the moments of discovery here with Genny had been running like a video through Paul’s mind. Now a shadow darkened the screen. That had been their Eden where they had gamboled together as innocent. This time I put my hair up in a ponytail and even wore my daughter's smiley face panties under the schoolgirl uniform skirt hoping that my subterfuge would not be questioned. It was the wife that answered the door and I could see she was giving me the once over because she probably suspected on some level that I was older than her and that just didn't seem right. I kept my answers short and sweet and concentrated on chewing my bubble gum like a cow with a cud and nothing on my mind except. He turns just in time to see her walk through the door and stop. With one glance he takes in her magnificent beauty. She is standing there shyly, not quite sure of herself. But in his eyes she embodies the essence of Beauty itself. She is wearing a bright red silk kimono embroidered with golden dragons. A single strip of black silk, tied at the waist holds it closed, and it drapes to the middle of shapely thighs. Those beautiful legs lead down to feet that manage to be sexy without being cute.. "Good. Okay. Use that money to get yourself ahotel room or something. And relax. These guys, whoever they are, Igot friends in the police. If they won't cancel your contract I am surethere is a hard-sellers cold call calm down thing you can use to escape.Think that lasts a week. You'll be okay."Alice nodded, and shook hands with him before walking out of the officeand back into the street. I don't have the time to wait. She said toherself. I can feel things happening. I need to stop.