She quickly found him laying up against his desk in the far corner of the bedroom. She gulped and took a step in sliding along the wall to help her st...nd up start and not fall over. Matty looked up at grimaced, "What are you doing here?" He asked her his voice not the sweet loving voice she had gotten to know so well. It was a mad pissed off voice that only drunks used. "Matty, I don't really know what to say. I know I shouldn't have left but I mean I was nervous and scared." She paused. It was Gloria, my next door neighbout calling to ask me if I would mind helping he friend Kathleen out with some trim painting she was unable to do herself. She gave me the details, the address, and told me her friend would pay me equitably for my work.I arrived at the address and saw what looked to be a rather big job on a two story house. Kathleen came out of the house, and very warmly introduced herself. She was an older woman, probably in her early sixties, a bit on the hevay side, but very. Wendy took off her dress and folded it neatly over the back of the chair. Mary could see that underneath she was naked except for hold-up stockings. Fascinated, Mary saw that Wendy had a really good body but, like the others, she had no pubic hair. Wendy’s nipples and labia were pierced with very large thick gold rings that hung down and swung when she moved. “Is that how I will look after I am pierced?” Mary thought.Wendy said, “Right, I will stand here and be the cameraman. Here’s Linda’s. He was still deep in thought when the black Daimler pulled up alongside him. As the window wound down a familiar but unwelcome face stared out. It was Strangways. Much to Clegg's disappointment he didn't have his Wren officer in tow but then, Clegg thought, I guess Angela's done the job he wanted her to do. A shame that Strangways wasn't getting any benefit from it."I wondered if you could spare an hour," he said. "There's someone that wants to see you. A friend of the General."Clegg sighed..