" Yes I do. But I feel no responsibility to the queen. I am really free.If you can change me, I would hide and make my way from the city."He nodded. "...urn around, Dimitri." I felt him testing my hips andspine, my neck, then turning me around he felt my jaw with his softhands."Open your mouth." He probed in it, testing my long jaws. He grunted."You may dress again, Dimitri." Can you help me, Merones?" I asked anxiously. "I can pay you." Thatwas true. I had saved up several gold coins."I have. Her eyes were focused on the road while she said, ‘No, not at all. I was actually going down the same way. So it’s perfectly fine for me.’ I was continuously looking into her eyes. They fascinated me as the moon fascinates a snake. Probably she wanted to divert my attention from her face when she asked me about the nature of conference I was attending. Her question triggered my talkative bit, not only because I loved my work that I sure did. Most importantly, I wanted to talk with her as much. Love ya." Love you too, Gwen."Peter cut the call and called a cab.It was time to visit an old friend.#########################################2 hours later and he was knocking on the front door of Osborn manor. A servant opened the doors and led him up the stairs to what he remembered as the manor's sitting room. He sat down on one of the couches and waited for Mj to turn up, admiring some of the pictures on the walls while he did."Hey Pete."He stood and turned to meet the beautiful face and. You're white. Do you have a problem working for a black woman?"Susan was startled by the woman's directness. She said she did not. Then the woman said, "Susan, you minored in art at Smith College. I want your opinion of this painting." She indicated the portrait of Emily and said, "That's Emily Amelia Hardwick. What do you think of it?"Rising to her feet, Susan looked at the portrait and gasped. She said softly, "It can't be! It just can't." Mary asked her what she was seeing. Susan replied, "I.