She said, “I never could have written it myself.”I pondered that. “No, Nora, I think you could do it if you just applied yourself a little more....�� She seemed surprised I had said that.Some of her previous snippiness came back, “What, do you expect me to turn into a good girl now?”Yes, you should stop whoring around and attend to your studies. Man, that would sound so pretentious. I had the insight that this mean side of her, and in fact the profession that she was experimenting with, was a. Don’t make me wait.’ ‘You won’t have to,’ he said. He pushed himself out of bed and headed for the bathroom, pausing to watch the provocative movement of Paula’s scantily clad bottom as she walked out of the room. Bobby cleaned himself up, then he dug his swimsuit and a sweatshirt out of his suitcase, put them on, and went to join Paula on the beach. They lay on the beach for a while, then they got up and headed back to the beach house. When the reached the stairs inside the door that opened. Look for a midnight blue Bentley convertible." I'll be there, Sir Algernon." That's the spirit! And don't forget to come dressed, will you?" But of course. I was getting my maid's uniform out earlier."The old boy brightened up noticeably at this news. "Really? I say: do tell what you'll be wearing."I ran through my items, leaving the fishnets until the end."Capital! We'll take tea in the Library when you arrive, then afterwards I'll show you around The Grange. I imagine you'll want to see my. You might even enjoy the experience! May I speak to your mother,please?"Bewildered, I put down the phone as my mother entered the room. "It'sMrs. Chamberlain for you," I told her. I listened as my mother and Mrs.Chamberlain exchanged words."Are you sure it's going to be okay?" I heard my mother ask her. "Oh,that's just wonderful, thank you so much for everything. No, I haven'ttold him yet, we have all day tomorrow to get ready. Yes, I will, andthank you again. Bye."After she hung up the phone,.