”Cut to a close-up of Winston as he stumbles onward toward his sows ... His breath rasping, a line of drool beginning to hang down from his hideous ...aw. He’s so loud and ugly that we can almost smell him... “And he stinks too!” Sophia adds.“Yeaahhhh!” Celebrates Gina, as if this is a dream come true.They both admire the heavy, pink, bristly bulk of Winston, the prize pig, as he waddles toward them them. “Ohhh God!” Exclaims Gina, gradually losing her breath, thrilled but not overawed... “I feel. OK, now we knew where the courier was picking up his merchandise, but we didn't know how it was getting to Boniface's office. We went through the papers in Boniface's desk, but could not find anything implicating any other member of the firm. This could mean one of two things: either Boniface was operating alone, or he was doing a damned good job of covering for other people. There was no question about it—this investigation was out of our league! We did not have the resources to follow up, so. Pat slid off her chair and sat beside me on the rug. I put an arm around her, and we cuddled together. She could tell I was admiring Rachel and Ariana, and she grinned at me."What is it that men find so fascinating about women in love?" she asked, to me and to the room in general, as the pair moved apart again."Oh, I dunno," I answered lazily. "Women excited, turned on, full of desire, but no other men around to get in the way. Other men are always rivals, you know, and you wonder if their cock. This whole thing would be a lot easier if Lyn weren’t staring her down with those all-knowing eyes. It wasn’t so much that Rainey wanted to lie to her about her relationship with Aidan, she just didn’t like the idea of talking about it. With her boss of all people. ‘When I was in college,’ Lyn said, leaning back in her chair, ‘I had this gorgeous history professor. Dr. Williamson,’ she smiled at the memory. ‘I adored that man. He was brilliant and funny and, most importantly, a perfect specimen.