She remembered his smile. She remembered how it used to warm her in another time. The wind blew, biting through her thin blouse and cotton shorts. Th...re was no warmth in this world. Suddenly she felt very tired, her feet were sore and ached. ‘Go away!’ ‘I’ve been away. It hasn’t done you any good, has it? You need me.’ ‘Oh sure, I need every fucking stranger who turns up on a beach!’ ‘No, you need ME.’ ‘Will you get this through your thick, fucking skull -I don’t need anyone.’ ‘That’s where. My inner self told me I should but my stomach was fluttering like a c***d at Christmas full of anticipation and excitement at what I might find. I stood with the sun beating down for what seemed eternity wrestling with my conscience. Which looking back was pointless as I was going to go take a look anyway, who was I trying to convince! As I stood there this young couple walked by, They walked confidently past the red and white sign. They continued for a while and seemed to be paying me some. Before i could even think i just suddenly said "rather than throw them out can i buy them from you"? At first she looked a bit shocked then seemed to think about it for a minute as she went quiet but she didn't move from her chair. Then she asked me "why would you want to buy my laddered tights"? I told her that i liked to wear tights and loved the feel of them and that i'd worn them for years since i was a teenager and that i was a leg man and always loved to see females in tights rather than. I'm sure we'll build some sort of relationship in that time. Maybe she'll trust me." Fine," she said, "If you find a way to help, I'll be thankful."Two days later, Thursday afternoon, I went to to pick the girls up from school. Their mother had left that morning, and had already given me the keys. This would be our first evening together.It was a small private academy back off a highway, sheltered by a high gate and hedges. I drove up a long drive, under the shade of trees, to join a line of.