Today it's smart casual. The black leather skirt again, the pressed white shirt, black tights and shoes, but from beneath the black nylon around her a...kle comes the occasional flash of gold from her ankle bracelet. She carries a bag with her."Good morning rabinya Vyerochka. More intellectual work today. Under supervision." She smirks as she stresses the word: we both know what she is talking about. She has used the name Verochka, so perhaps I am being given a chance to increase just a little. With any luck she'll be there by now." Have you met him?" she asked as we entered the dining room."Yes. He's visited the castle twice since I've been staying here, onceduring the summer and again over Christmas." What's he like?" she asked, as eager to know about her friend's lovelife as any other woman would be."His name's Hans Strohmann and he's a Leutnant in the Wehrmacht. He'salso very, very, handsome - as handsome as a Hollywood movie star." Lucky girl!" said Hanna, wistfully. "I imagine. "How's that, better?" as she stared at the bulge that began to appear in his shorts.The little peek show she was giving Derrick was not lost on Megan who happened to look their way as Kathy bent over. She knew what that her mother knew Derrick was looking down her blouse, and the ever lasting thought came to her. "I bet mom and uncle Derrick have done it. She is always flirting with him. She never acts like that around anyone else."Derrick sensed Megan's thought and quickly turned towards her. "Watch this story, it's about a model that was murdered yesterday in SanFrancisco, maybe you know her," Natalie said."Mom, just because she's a model doesn't mean I would know her, whathappened?" Brenda asked."She was stabbed thirty-three times with a knife." That sounds more like a rage killing than what we're doing, ours is allabout drugs, not murder. I'll bet the local cops find the killer andit'll be some guy that got angry because she wouldn't go to bed withhim," Brenda said."You're.