.butit's not permanent." The officer reached up wiped a tear off Bobbie Sue'scheek. "So you can stop that." She leaned forward and kissed BobbieSue's ...heek. "You see, even as sweet as you are, we'll tire of you andyou'll have to find us a replacement." Bobbie Sue's eyes widened, not believing her ears. The older officer smiled. "Yeah, just like...." "Your cousin," the younger officer exclaimed, as she opened theback door of the squad car. "My cousin?" Bobbie Sue screamed into her ball gag.. ." you hear the familiar greeting of your narcoleptic butler calling from above you. So much for sleeping in.Reluctantly, you throw the covers off of you as you start to rub the sleep from your eyes. It takes you a minute or two of blinking and futtling with your eyelids before you finally manage to pry them open, but once you do, you're immediately greeted by the sight of Clorica smiling warmly down at you.Suddenly realizing that you're taking too long to respond, you quickly return her. I would find that Iwould manage to stand next to a pretty woman wearing a plastic mac, andmy hand would surreptitiously stroke the thin plastic. During my lunchhour, I would wander around the shops in search of rainwear.My greatest coup came on a weekend visit to the seaside, when we werecaught in a heavy downpour, and I persuaded Jennifer to get herself alovely pale blue raincoat with large hood, buttoned cuffs, belt and deeppockets. She wore it all afternoon, and when we finally got to our. I looked at her."What do you mean?"She gestured at her vanity table."Would you like me to do your hair and make up?" Err, I... yes please." Then sit down."I sat at the vanity table and Kelly threw a black PVC cape around myshoulders, which she secured at the back. Then,with a wicked grin thatunnerved me slightly, she took a soft cover from her bed, the old blanketthat had once adorned her cot and which she still kept for sentimentalreasons. She walked up to her vanity and threw the cover over.