Hazel is offering me out and I love it."I..." Poor Melanie doesn't know what to say."Have her do what you want," says Hazel. "Just have her brush your...hair if you like."Oh that's clever, ease the pressure off Melanie, don't scare her away."I'm not a lesbian," Melanie says, but she says it so feebly I think it's the last time we will ever hear that defense. Hazel is easily breaking her down, our friend looks away again, she can't look at me as she presses her hand against her crotch for a second. ” He sighs, and adds, “I understand you’re working to stop the other side on your own. Just a word of warning. Some of their parents are sure to get involved now the police investigation has stepped up a level. A few of them are known to play very hard ball, but we can’t get the evidence on them. Especially James Hanes’ father, David. He’s pissed about that expensive truck not being covered by the insurance. They didn’t report it stolen until the police started asking about it. Their. . you are not looking after yourself. Go ... sit ... I will bring you some special food, courtesy of the Captain and me. You do not want this rubbish. Go ... go...” and she was shooed to a table by Andre’s waving hands.Lee stopped on the way to grab her favourite Arabic coffee. She flopped into the corner of one of the plush alcoves with the rounded bench seats, which split the hall from the dining room.Fortunately, there were only a handful of people in the dining hall. She felt less. I went through to the front room to see Mistress Lindsey talking to man a few years older than me (about 38). He was about six-two, and really well built. He obviously worked out. He had stylish stubble on his face and short-cropped hair. He looked good. Really good.“Mick, this is Steve” Mistress Lindsey said. Steve waved sheepishly but didn’t say anything - he was clearly nervous.I stepped forward and shook his hand. “Hi Steve” I said “Great to meet you”“I have to run a some errands for a few.