We were the only two outhere and I turned to leave when the train had left. But then I thought ofsomething better.I pulled him off the bench and drew ...ne of his arms around my shoulders.He was slim and didn't weight too much, so I stumbled him down throughmain gate where a cabby sat reading a newspaper. I asked him whether hecould give me a hand with my drunken son. He jumped out and opened thedoor before he helped me to drag and bugle-up my "son". He drove us homeand even carried "Martin" into. He did not intend to have his plans spoiled now. He had not really wanted to harm her too much as he would have to argue later with the French woman but it was beginning to appear that he had no choice. Time was growing short and he couldn't risk an outburst from this little bitch if one of the customers were there.He calmly lit a cigarette, watching her from the corner of his eye as he did so. Jean stared back at him arrogantly, refusing contemptuously to drop her eyes from his almost amused. "Isn't a fucking shame to see her like this," he said looking her up and down, "she can't be more that what fifteen or sixteen." Yeah," I agreed, she reminds me of my own younger sister, same body shape, same colouring although I've never seen her naked."Ok," he said and somewhat reluctantly he cover her up. "let's go and make some tea."We had a crisis during the early hours and we had to call a doctor in to sedate a couple of howlers."The doc's use great pill here," he said."Oh," I. “What the hell could your boss want at 11:30 at night?” I growl adjusting the pulsing semi in my boxers. “Shush!” She hisses at me. “Karl; hello.” … “Don’t be silly it’s no bother” … “Earlier than expected?” I give her a 'what the hell look' but she doesn’t notice. I get up and head toward the bathroom to shower. Behind me, I hear her laughing at one of Karl's bad jokes. That goddamn boss of hers really gets under my skin. Ashley was gone before my alarm went off at 9 a.m. There was a note on.