Jessica and her husband entered their bedroom, and Katy grabbed her bag and headed for the spare bedroom. She was pleased to see it had a floor-to-cei...ing mirror, and gave her body a through inspection as she donned her minuscule bikini.Okay, Jessica, let's see where the hell this is going, with you and Walter, Katy told herself; then rubbed her nipples until they stiffened, and stood out against the thin material of her bikini top. She gave herself one last check in the mirror, and headed out. One Saturday night she was even later coming home. It was around ten and she had never gotten home past nine. The phone shrilled, shocking me with the sudden intrusion. It was Timmy from the bar. I'd gone hunting with him a couple times for antelope and knew him pretty well."Dave, I think we have a problem. Ada was staggering out of here with a sleaze that comes here to prey on women. I know Ada had never had anything to drink, we have joked about that a number of times. I'm the one that always. I can be turned into glue.“Well,” Jenny says. “What have we got here?”Jenny looks like she belongs in those period shows about dull goings on in country houses, and would exist upstairs with the nobility rather than downstairs with the servants. However, she also has a broad Lancaster accent that doesn’t make her any less posh, but does puncture the Downton Abbey feel somewhat.I regard her with my large brown pony eyes: watchful and suspicious. Will this new owner be kind, or brutal? Fair and. I was so besotted with her that I just couldn't think straight.One lunchtime I came back from the Chemist with a new bottle of eardrops in one of those small blue grass ridged bottles, when an ugly though ran through my mine but in my defence I was desperate."Look what I have here," I said holding up the blue glass bottle so that June could see. We were alone in the small kitchen where we make our tea."What?" she said off hand not really looking."This my lovely is one of those 'date rape'.