Good morning. Really? That sounds fine. Yes, by ten. Your office? OK." He put down the phone. "Gordy, could you show Mary the University today?" Of co...rse." That was the VP. They'd like me to visit Kwinana two days a week for the 'foreseeable future' at a very handsome stipend."Mary squealed, jumped up and hugged him."Congratulations," I said."This has certainly been a good week for both of us. I've got to get dressed a bit more formally [he was wearing a t-shirt and shorts]. I've got to be on. . events and uhm ... please hold any uhm ... questions until later. Chief Constable.”Such a gifted speaker, our Boris. I’d met him once. It’s like someone taught a haystack to speak Latin.A uniformed lady walked up to the podium, nodded to Boris and began to read a prepared statement after she had braved the first wave of bright flashes from the photographers.“Thank you. Ladies and gentlemen, here is a summary of the events of Friday, the 11th of June 2015. At around half past five several. ”‘But you wanted more!”The voice sounded a little fainter.“But I wanted more.” I couldn’t help but agree with the voice. I had wanted more. More than Mickey was prepared to allow me, to give me. But it was my right!Julie interpreted that through the girl code and nodded. “Wouldn’t go down on you, huh? I get it. You’d think sucking their dicks would clue them in as to some need for fair reciprocity. But no – they never get it! Morons, every one of them. My current boyfriend is a complete loser. Not only did she realise she was there to be fucked, she wanted it. She thought she was wise to how the business worked and was keen to please me in order to get the job. I knew whatever happened with the other two, Sarah was going to do everything I told her to and there was no danger I’d be left unsatisfied. Sarah had a thing for girls and when I’d mentioned a potential film opportunity she’d nodded and said she hoped that might be an option when she’d first seen the ad. And then she asked.