”“You don't have any pepper spray,” he said, rather smugly, pulling her against his chest.“Maybe I should,” she replied, pulling away and fr...wning up at him. “You're a dick.”“You like it,” he laughed.“No,” she said, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly around her pout. She leaned against him to catch her breath and hide her smile.“You know what I like?” he asked, kissing the top of her head.“Don't care,” she said, trying to still sound angry.“Your butt,” he replied, sliding his hands. And as such, Mrs. Leicester had been deliberately manipulated towards this pivotal life altering occasion owing to the incapacity of these two pampered woman to absorb the cost of the 35k tuition that Lindsey’s expulsion would create. Submitting to the moment, ever so grudgingly Mrs. Leicester’s hand went to work at the top button of her adorable periwinkle jacket and then leisurely progressing lower to the bottom one as the front of her jacket was disengaged unfettering her generous torso. "Thank you for meeting with me, Ms. Cummings. And also for trusting me." I must say that I came here with a few trepidations, given that you're related to someone who hates my guts. Oh, and please call me Lisa." You must be referring to my brother. He is quite the troublemaker, isn't he? I'm sorry he's caused you so many headaches." Thanks," said Lisa confused."So you've obviously read my paper. What did you think about it?"Lisa paused, choosing her words wisely, "It was very convincing. It. She was holding a brown parcel in her hand that probably contained promotional material from one of the porn paysites to which he belonged."Wally?" said Chester caught totally unprepared. Just what was his cover story? "He's just a guy I know from work who hasn't got a permanent address. He gets his post sent here and I collect it for him." Oh," she said handing it directly to him. "Weird name though isn't it? 'Wanka'. Is he Polish or something?" Lithuanian, actually," said Chester."And I've.