"It ought to have felt so good that you couldn't stop screaming his name. He must be quite a guy." said Delray, his voice oddly flat. He repeated Andr...w's name, apparently committing it to memory too.For a while we were quiet again. Twice Delray opened his mouth to speak, seemed to think better of it, and closed it again. "What is it?" I asked.He turned to face me, one shoulder leaning against the wall as he looked down into my upturned face. "Want to find out what you missed? You know I can. And a pair of matching black high heel boots.A somewhat obvious look, yes, but one that worked."Excuse me, miss." Someone said. She looked to her right to see an old man, a janitor. He had just been sweeping up when he noticed her. "I just wanted to warn you. You really shouldn't take this train wearing that. You'll be throwing yourself into the lion's den."Maria simply smiled. A smile that any other woman in this situation simply wouldn't have. A confident one."Maybe I want to throw myself in. This my nylon loving friends Was music to my ears, although id have to be careful i reckon a quick sneaky look at her undie drawer would be the order of the day So Katy left and I got on with the jobs, first the dripping tap a quick fix a new washer 5 minute job, while I was in the bathroom I spied the wash bin I thought I may get lucky and find some smelly panties or tights but sadly not today just a few old towels, then off to the bedroom to fix the wardrobe door I took off the old hinge. The “golden man” from the cliff. He stared at her laconically. He gripped an axe whose length was over half her height.She squared herself. “Dead girl, not dead man. I want no fight, I just seek to flee.”“Deadgirl, then.” His face lit with dark humor. “Why flee your tainted family?”“They are not my family. I am to be killed.”“Have you run out of People to kill then that you turn on your own?”“I am not one of them.”He eyed her topknot and breechclout. “I find that difficult to believe,.