She stepped out of it, and stood in her underwear for the client to admire her. She was so nervous, she thought her teeth would rattle. She had chosen...her outfit carefully, as Izzy had instructed her. She still had to go shopping for the numerous outfits she would need. Izzy had paid her two grand in advance, now she had to earn the money.Her best Marks and Spencer frillies, red lacy bra, with matching thong, lace topped hold-ups. She needed a suspender belt, or three, but for now hold-ups were. The thought of her dying made him sad. Miranda started to cry harder as she saw the cold look in his eyes. She watched the internal fight in his eyes, then they went cold. She feared that look. Feared that he would just kill and throw her in an alley. She didn’t want to die. ‘My lord?’ a voice filled the room. He turned sharply at the double doors, where Henry was standing. ‘The King is here.’ ‘Hello Eric,’ A slightly balding man walked into the library, followed by two rather skinny tired. .I am f..fine..." she said shakily.Her arms were visibly shaking as her hands clenched the steering wheel in a death grip and it took a conscious effort just to let go. It was then she realized that the hand on her throat was gone.Her eyes went to the rear view mirror.It was empty. No red eyes. Nothing. It- who ever it was- was gone! Her breathing came in short, quick breaths. She had to squint as the light form the officer's torch reflected into her eyes."You sure?" Shepard sounded. They want to do the scene again, when you’re ready.”(Johnny leaves the stage)(A very bright spotlight appears downstage left, as the music to ‘It Won’t Happen Again’ starts)MARILYN“This day it is behind me now,I thought I’d never see.Those people watching there,nobody’s come here for meThey all look at the screenup at the famous movie starLook what I’ve done to myself;it’s gotten so bizarre.”“I’m not the kind of girl –that they will want to see,That guy I left, should becharged with theft,I.