She opened her door, took a deep breath, and stepped out.Andrew could hardly contain a gasp as she came down from her tidy little Brownstone. She was ...earing a tight-fitting evening gown, all in black. Black stilettos matched her black gloves, giving her a decidedly come-hither walk. Her hair had been swept up into a fashionable style, but the shocking thing was that she had died her hair a lustrous jet black. Her fair complexion had completely been done over, making her into a sexy,. One of the big hands slipped down to her belly, cupped her moans and pressed firmly. Still gripping the forearm tightly in her left hand she felt his finger slide down between her legs.Those thick fingertip paused at her swollen clit, applying the merest bit of pressure. She held perfectly still afraid it would stop if she moved, afraid of her own reaction to this most intimate touch. She kept a death grip on the wrist near her breast. The fingers of her right hand dug into the corded tendons. He moved to the windows and drew the curtains closed. The only light remaining was from the fireplace. It cast an eerie glow over the entire room.“And now, my dear Susan, we may begin. I’m hoping the Susan I read so much about in the stories will manifest herself in you as we proceed.”He thought I was the character in my stories. Many of them were based on my actual experiences but most of them were of my fantasies. And even in the ones I wrote about my own experiences, I took a writer’s. " But mummy." No but mummy Andrew." Ok".With that they loaded the documents on to the helicopter. The flightback to Scarborough did not take long.Granny Peter's said, "Did you find what you wanted? "We got all we needed to prove Gaby's claim. There can be no doubtabout it."The heralds read the documents and then said, "Apparently they marriedin secret & John Brown acted as a witness. They got married at theregister office in Newcastle. According to this there was another childthat was.