...." he says hopefully. I nod my assent, and he steps over to the bed, kneeling and tying one of the ribbons around my wrist, showing me how I can p...ll it to get free, and taking the other end and securing it to the bed post. Already I feel that I am going to enjoy it, the feel of the ribbon sending shivers through me. He moves to the other side of the bed, securing my other wrist and asking if it is too tight, if I am comfortable, and I assure him that I am. He whispers the safe word to me. “Harlesden... A house party just down from the Fisherman’s arms, I believe.” “And?” she said with no hint of a smile. “Allie... that was your friend’s name... Jane.” We ceased our conversation as the waiter returned with our drinks, our eyes focused on one another’s as I handed over a note in payment. I suspected he could sense the atmosphere between us even for those few brief seconds. “You took your sweet time about it,” she continued before raising the fresh glass of wine to her lips. . Maybe you should drink something, water?”I took my time to collect my thoughts.“Where did my father get all that money?”“He inherited it. I’m sure we can trace the details if you want.”“So ... what does one do with so much money?”“My recommendation to you would be to do nothing until you had some time to process this.“Now that you take over the fund, contact a good forensic accountant and have them go through everything we have done in the last nine years. That is to ensure we didn’t fuck you. Amanda with her lovers and helps keep me out of theirway. And Ah..." Ok Pansy, now tell them what others think of your special little girlscrib."Oh Mr. Tom, you may have met him out front says that he thinks it'sperfect for me and that I deserve just such a bed. And Ms. Amanda'smother says it fits me to T and she has taken lots of photos of me init to show here friends how nice it is and how nice it was of herdaughter to get such a nice crib. And our daughter says she wished Ms.Amanda would.