.. who knows, you may get to see more of me tonight," sheflirted. Her mind drifted off to the last guy she'd banged last night,he'd been hung like the...proverbial horse. She moaned out-loud as she did,opening her eyes as James looked over at her. A hungry expression crossedher face, she needed to sate herself. "Jaaaammmess...." she huskilywhispered, "Stuff the news....and come stuff me."She got up and sauntered to the supply closet, James close behind,oblivious to what the rest of the newsroom. On this occasion everything just seemed too quiet and the curtains hadnt been drawn, so she approached his bed and was alarmed to see that it was still empty, and as the house had been in darkness when they arrived home so she knew that Andy wasnt in. Andys dad didnt seem to bothered as he knew deep down that Andy would be able to look after himself where ever he had ended up, but Carols maternal instincts were making her worry. She walked around the house several times, knowing that he wasnt. Mrs. Dora remembered how much her mother had suffered because of her father's deception, yet she somehow found a new path in life and, nowadays, spent her retirement days comfortably. Mrs. Dora's mother kept in good shape during hiking trips. She was a passionate member of a mountaineering society with whom she went on expeditions across all the mountains… She was a small, thin, simple woman, with short grey hair, and - despite her age - with all teeth in her teeth and without most of the. This one was just too run-down ever to look the part… Finally a pair of rooms on the first floor of an early Victorian house in New Walk met all the exacting criteria. Reserved parking for three cars, two spacious rooms, an outer office for a secretary with space for filing cabinets and work surfaces, and an inner room with a large rectangular bay window for Philip. It was right at the top of their price-range, but the floor below was occupied by the Footwear Trades Association, and the floor.