. Un jour, j'avais rendez-vous chez Sylvie, ma gyn?cologue. J'?tais danssa salle d'attente quand une jeune femme sortit de sa consultation.Elle m'a re...ard? avec insistance et m'a demand? si j'?tais bien Doria.C'?tait Damien! Il... Elle se faisait appeler Lydia. Elle avait fugu?de chez ses parents peu apr?s mon renvoi, et se prostituait pour vivre.Je n'ai pas eu le temps de parler plus longuement avec elle, un hommeest entr? dans la salle d'attente, et elle est imm?diatement repartieavec lui...". Mine was a bit tricky and when I tried to download the data all I got was a high-pitched whine that sounded a bit like one would expect from mermaids singing on a barren shore.The old lady was slinging a mop now and she had a rhythm that could not be denied.Watching those well-padded hips moving in perfect unison on the steps was enough to give me pause in my information gathering efforts. After careful thought, I deduced that the landlady was not quite as old as I first thought and she was. . . and what do you remember of that moment james . . . oh such memories . . . returning home from those terrible years of fighting . . . miss hampton hosting a reception by her garden . . . you were there . . . standing . . radiant in a blue flowing dress . . . i couldn’t believe it was the same victoria i’d seen before leaving for the war . . . it was shameful of me to notice how your bosom had blossomed in those years . . . but i felt such yearnings within me . . . you seemed hesitant to. My mouth started getting dry, one side of my mind wanted to jump up and down for joy because now I wouldn’t need to dress in secret anymore, where as the other half realized I had to give up all those rich boy dreams I have had the past few days. I knew. I also didn’t realize quite how far these rules were going to go. The joy part took over rapidly though, but I didn’t want to react too eagerly, which made me say, “Well mother, it seems I don’t really have much of a choice then, you got.