After that day, she seemed to be everywhere on campus... or at least, she seemed to be where I was a lot of the time. Often she and her court would pu...h past me in the crowd at a game or in the rush into or out of one of the buildings just before or after a class.When that would happen, she would always stare at me for just a second as she passed by. It was a very scary stare – like a mongoose would give a small bird just before devouring it. Her almost black eyes seemed to bore right through. We turned off the motorway and joined the Swindon road which took us up a notoriously steep hill called Birdlip. As we came to the foot of the hill we moved to the outside lane in order to overtake a slow moving wagon and unbelievably we immediately saw that it was from the same company that our chap on the M6 was front. We drove up alongside and sure enough it was the same driver – what a small world! Of course we’d stopped for coffee etc. at the services earlier so this was why he’d gotten so. Their suite contained a large living room and the bedroom had two large beds.“Oh wow! This is fantastic,” declared Gwenllian as she sat on the bed and bounced. Sharifa smiled.“I’m sure you are tired and would like to freshen up,” she said and clapped her hands twice. The door that led to the bathroom opened and two scantily dressed girls came out and pressed their heads to the floor in front of Sharifa. Nicola guessed at once what was going to happen. She wondered if her mother had done. Nature had been kind in the sense that she had a sensational body, but most unkind in her looks. She was, in service parlance a ‘grimmy’ in that she really did have a face only a mother could love. Which, and I’m certainly not a misogynist, was frightening. Damn shame really, because she was in every other sense a wonderful person. A little too touchy-feely my ex-wife thought, but not in a way that I thought was either embarrassing or over the top.Indeed, I suspect she’d been the subject of.