They would all have to sleep over. I had been hoping I wouldget lucky, and that they would leave without me having to make anappearance. Laurel had ...ade me get dressed up in a sissy outfit, so I hadbeen on pins and needles from the moment the first woman arrived.Then, as I was cowering in the hallway, I heard my bride say, "Well, aslong as this is turning into a pajama party, I'll have my pansy of ahusband get you all something appropriate to wear." She called out to me,"Frida darling, come. Amber fell out of that tree and hurt her wrist, I scraped my knee when I climbed too high, Jeffery kissed me but told me not to tell. All three of us passed a birthday in it. It was only a bunch of branches, nothing special, nothing remarkable, but it meant something to all three of us. It was a part of our childhood. Our confidante and our friend. I will never forget the day that I crossed the street to Amber’s—careful to look both ways like my mom warned—and knocked on the front door. “The. ” Jeremy said.The first officer interrupted, “Sod it! We have to see about injuries? Did you say there were injuries to children?”Jeremy tried to see where the girls went and noticed the group in the wings comforting each other; the two stripped girls were now in clothes again but the fronts of both of their blouses appeared to be torn.“Over there, it would seem,” he pointed.“Jason, get some bracelets on those four blokes before they’ve recovered now and we’ll sort them later,” the first. ..”I stopped him by taking hold of his still outstretched hand and giving it a firm shake.“Jean-Woodrow’s full surname is Renoir Allen Blanchard. Renoir for his mother, Allen for his late father, and Blanchard as he will be the next Master of Château Blanchard when he reaches his maturity.”Courvoisier’s mouth dropped open in surprise. “Château Blanchard, near the town of Valenciennes?”“Yes, do you know the château, Monsieur?”“No, but I knew Brigadier Raoul Blanchard, who lived there. He was a.