"Price." Lieutenant Esther Price?" It is. First Lieutenant. Who are you?" Diane Spreull, of Balfour, Spreull, Brodie and Dundas, Edinburgh; Writers to...the Signet." You have an American voice. I thought they were a Scottish firm." We are. My late husband was a Partner, before me. I switched to Scottish law when I married him, and after his unexpected demise from a heart attack I was offered the Partnership. The firm tends to sic any American cases my way, unsurprisingly." I understand. I gather. "Is your Dad not at home to play with you?" No, he's got a day shift today and won't be back until this evening and Mum is also at work so I am on my own today." You poor think, all on your own at home. You should have invited some friends over." Well actually I quite enjoy being on my own and I wanted to practice my football anyway." Well there is no need for you to be on your own the whole time. I was going to take a break for lunch soon anyway, why don't to come and join me for a drink - I'm. And not in the bathroom.’ Greta’s mouth locked wide open. Nothing came out until she said, ‘Now you’re lying!’ ‘Not at all,’ I said. ‘After all these years, have I ever lied to you?’ ‘Now I can understand why you’d go catting around with a married man,’ she said. ‘You know it’s more than that,’ I said. ‘There’s something about being with him that’s so much fun. So uplifting. He’s been my best friend … my best male friend, that is. He’s really going full court press to get me to move out to San. I undo his belt and slip my hand inside, he’s not hard but that’s what I expect. He softly asks if I would mind getting undressed for him so I stand and slip the short top off over my head, I never wear a bra, he looks at me as I push down my shorts and slip them off my feet.He is so wonderful with his compliments, I feel so good when he talks to me like this. I kneel next to him again so that he can reach every part of me, he runs a finger down my back all the way to my bum crease, oh boy,.