She observed silently as Alex wrenched the bread from the pantry and set the necessary condiments down rather loudly on the countertop. ‘You needn�...�t bother,’ she intervened as Alex was about to murder a slice of bread with a butter knife and jelly. ‘I can do it myself.’ ‘Fine,’ Alex said, throwing down the knife and going to the sink to wash his hands. ‘Where did Devon go?’ Holly asked hesitantly, seeing no sign of him. ‘Is he gone?’ Alex whipped around to look at her, a black look marring. I slowly followed only to be met by Madie coming back up the corridor, from Sophie’s room, with a puzzled look on her face. “Where’s your big sis?” she asked, as she met me at my own, open, bedroom door. I looked left, she looked right, both into my room. There lay still fast asleep was Sophie. Madie’s hand shot to her face, covering her mouth, she looked at me in shock, “You didn’t, you never… you stud”, she finally blurted out.Madie made her way over to the bed and sat gently down on it. She. “Oh, yes, …er..si, soy Senor Davies”. And so I was driven across town to my host’s house by this very attractive lady, about mid 30’s I would estimate, and from what I could see without staring unduly, a curvaceous figure. She said little during our journey, but I managed to determine that she was my hosts’ maid and chauffeur, and had been with them for the last 10 years. As we arrived at the house, and got out of the car, I thanked her for the ride, and was rewarded by a lovely smile,. Later that afternoon, Danny interrupted Stuart's work with a suggestion,"You know, boss, on the bright side, if Elaine is away for a few days,you could take the opportunity for a big night out?"Intrigued, Stuart replied, "That doesn't sound like too bad an idea.Where would you suggest?" Well," Danny responded, making it look like he was thinking of adestination, "how about Club Perfecto?"Stuart's face lit up. Club Perfecto was a notorious destination whereall the bright young things went, with.