”“Oh yes there is.” Oscar and Arthur both replied.“Good things come in small packages.” Charlie added.“Go on Grace, open a few buttons and...give us a flash.” Oscar said.“No, it’s not right.” I replied but at the same time I was guessing that Jack would want me to.I did nothing until Jack got back with the drinks then I turned to Jack and said,“Your mates just asked me to show them my tits.”“Did you show them Grace?”“No, it’s not right.”“It’s okay Grace, they’re my mates, you can show them.”“You. At 8pm i called to that number with some fear, a sweet voice saying hello who is that..I said “its me your cute boy..”She smiled and asked some questions likeAnitha : Hii cute boy. What is your name?Me : Sudheer. May i know your name?Anitha : this is Anitha. Where are you staying?Me : In KPHB Colony near to your home only.Anitha : Where r u working?Me : Gave my company details.Anitha : how old are you etc?I replied to all those questions.. she said she was a divorced woman.. after that she. So, on Monday morning, I had a quick shower, and slipped on my blouse and skirt. It felt good without underwear, especially on this warm day. I undid a couple of buttons, just to get my titties used to feeling loose and exposed; I’d undo another when I was ready to get on the tube. I decided to try the Central Line, which is handy for where I’m living and also travels between the City in the east and the shopping streets of Oxford Street and Regent Street in the other direction. That way, it. He’ll have some rumor to pass on, some gossip, some hearsay.“When and where?”“What am I, your bitch?” Click.Good point. When you’re part of the Bulldog Bannerman infrastructure, a measly private detective is several rungs lower on the accomplishment ladder.I called Cyrus, “Hi, it’s Winter.”“No guarantees.”“What have you heard?”A long silence, a tit-for-tat quietude. I said, “How about dinner? Tonight?”“Mabel is with me. I’m with her.”I’d forgotten a female had entered Monsieur Vandenberg’s.