I love books, and I love art too." Art!" The man's eyebrows lifted as he paused to consider the word."Yes, of course. Appreciation of art is said to b... a measure ofcivilization. Good art can be a joy." Examples of bad art are rare, Herr Dietz. Misunderstanding art isfar more common."Such a settled opinion caused the visitor to chuckle. "Holding firmviews on things is worthy of respect. You must be the new - erm -person my sister informed me about. The one she as elected to write-up my fathers. Rival, Hortcha, went over what was known, which didn’t take too long at all.“A catalogue of failure,” Hortcha eventually sneered.“So far,” Crnnch shrugged.“Whoever it is, seems to want to keep in the shadows, only emerging where they must and destroying the evidence afterwards.”“Obviously,” Crnnch replied in such a manner as to imply that Hortcha was very much stating the obvious.“Still, I’m here now to fix your mess,” Hortcha stated implying that Crnnch had failed because he wasn’t worthy of. “Sounds great!” the Wrens were excited about being out on the town as girls, even Doris was excited.“Sounds shit!” the lads lamented.“Oh fucking grow up you lot. It’s just sex! We’re four transvestites and you’re four men; what do you think you’re going to do; live happy ever after?” Michele snapped.The others looked hurt but Michele was right; their days spent as full time lovers were past. The illusion of the four young men with their four young women would dissolve tomorrow when the Wrens. A couple of days later I received the text that Ihad been waiting for and the next part of my plan began. I knew she, Ialready thought of her as she! Would turn up that Friday night. So Iprepared everything I would need in the bathroom, the living room andthe bedroom that we would need for our weekend together. It was five past eight when the doorbell rang and I had specificallytold her eight o clock! She would have to learn punctuality as well asmany other things. I opened the door and showed.