My guess is that most likely it was Mrs. Evans but I'm sure she'll deny it." I agreed and said I would have to wash it again on the morrow if he would...allow me to wear his nightshirt again. For a short while, he sat deep in thought and I knew he was planning something. "Let me have the dress Emily and I'll make sure it gets properly washed and ironed."It wasn't until he returned that I found out what happened. "Of course Mrs. Evans denied all knowledge of it and suggested that one of the girls. When I got back to Afreen’s house she was halfway through opening her gifts. I went to her and said sorry she looked at me a bit sad and said it was Ok, and anyway I gave her a party and a wonderful time. I smiled thanked her for her appreciation and took out the passes from my back pocket. She was stunned and I didn’t understand whether she liked it or not, a moment later she hugged me. This time it was different her arms wrapped around me so tight she was so close that I didn’t know where my. ‘Uh huh,’ was my less than eloquent response. I was wondering if it would be possible to take her back into those changing rooms and do a lot more than look at her, but I doubted I’d get past the middle-aged woman on the door. Nor was I going to make our first time that cheap. ‘I’ve been wondering whether I should get it, it’s gorgeous, but I’m not going to have many places to wear it.’ ‘I’ll take you anywhere you want to go,’ I promised, still fighting my desire. ‘It’s also a lot of money,. "Hot damn," Atwood's voice sounded like an excited teenager."How many, I mean, how much?" There was a period of silence before Atwood's voice became very friendly, "Oh come on, Javier. You can tell me now. I'm going to find out anyway."Had anyone from the back room seen Atwood, they would have watched him rise half a foot off the seat of his chair then reseat himself as his shoulders relaxed. His voice turned serious, as if he were talking to a judge sitting behind his bench in a courtroom. "Is.