I just thought you should know of people asking about Truth And Freedom.”“Very well. If any of them contact you again, ask you about anything, jus... tell them you can’t find anything out. There doesn’t seem to be any story. Then come back and ask for me. Understand?”“Uh. Yes. Uh. Sorry, who are you?”The face seemed to get colder. He reached into a box on the desk and handed over a card. “Go away.”Gerry didn’t look at the card until he was out of the office. “Andrew Stott. Senior investigator”. I couldn’t blame him. I’d have been a puddle at her feet by then. It was now or never. Maybe I’d strike out, but she wouldn’t recognize me, so I had nothing to lose. I moved up, hunched my back in character and flashed her a smile. “An apple for my pretty?” I said, trying to imitate the old hag’s voice from the movie. I lifted the shiny red apple I had picked up on the way, out to her. She laughed, brushing aside her long brown hair and her luminous green eyes met mine. She was so fucking. . Miss Te Wherowhero applied for student assistance as soon as she established residence in Holland. One question on the application asked if she was indigenous. She could answer it only one way ... yes ... She was indigenous. The application didn't ask where that indigenousness originated. She was indeed Native. Had there been an entry requesting race or national origin she would have had no difficulty making the proper responses. A list including Polynesian as a choice would have helped .... Where have you been?”“Just out for a walk,” I replied, I was starting to become confused at her apparent lack of shock. She bent over again, this time further and more deliberate and flashed her ass, her bare ass! My heart skipped and my eyes must have nearly bulged out of me head, my mum wasn’t wearing any panties. “Thank you for your gift,” she replied knowingly, her voice definitely having a slight playful tone. I smiled, the butterflies in my stomach becoming worse and worse, “you’re.