"I've got to know, how much of this was planned?" I asked. Desma walked her fingers up my chest, "starting from when?" "Uh... from the beginning?" I r...ise a curious eye brow. Desma bopped by nose, "since you went through the wrong window." "Words can't describe how awful it was," said Kesha dropping her voice. I shifted uncomfortably, "I'm so sorry, really." "We know," said Kesha. "But when we found out it was you..." Desma trailed off. "I couldn't believe it was you. You had always been so. Richard foresaw lengthy negotiations. He and his solicitor decided to wait for the outcome of the trial before proceeding any further. He reported his conversation to Deborah and Annette. Both accepted it."It'll happen," said Annette philosophically, "and in the meanwhile so what? As far as I'm concerned we're already father and daughter." Richard was thrilled and Deborah, while also delighted, reflected yet again on her daughter's maturity.The following week Diana Tomlinson rang. Her husband,. Which had grown to now three thousand men.“I’m undead now, aren’t I?” Henry asked, already knowing the answer.“Yes, and you’re now Major Henry Picardo of the Undead Guard. You serve under Nydia, which fits, as she definitely likes to be on top of you. Don’t worry ... there are no rules against that kind of fraternization in the Undead Guard. You’re going to be around for eternity. That would get dull at times if you couldn’t screw each other silly. By the way, you’re a father, too.. Turn out the light.’ And he does. Wow. It’s suddenly VERY dark. I’m not used to rooms being this dark anymore, not where I live when even at night with the curtains drawn you can still see distinct outlines of everything. ‘Where are you?’ he asks. ‘Really. I can’t find you.’ I take his left hand and feel his fingers curl around mine. He moves closer and I feel his right hand touch my face, then he takes one more small step toward me and we’re kissing. His lips are different but not bad at all.