People came to see me on a reglar basis mainly my own family and friends but on one perticular occasion a friends mother came to see me which in its s...lf was strange to me as i had only really met her a few times and then we hardly spoke when we did meet but she sat on the chair next to my bed and explained that my friend had asked her to come in and see me because he couldnt make it because he was working to much to come in and was worried about me.We started chating about nothing really just. A week later, Susan heard that a distant relative of Claresse's had arrived and took her out of the orphanage.Why was she remembering this small incident? Everyone else had been repulsed by her smell and made it obvious; except Claresse. Was it something other than the dirt that she was smelling? Could it explain William and Mathew's strange behavior? It must be that she had a special smell that was erotic to certain people.Since she had started her job as personal maid to Millicent, she had. After the initial shouting and tending to the wound, and after I'd sunk to a heap on her office floor crying, Eleanor was remarkably understanding. Far more than I'd have been if the roles had been reversed. I spilled details of the break-up, stress at work and my lack of sleep, while she nodded wordlessly. I missed out the part regarding my nocturnal solo habits. In the end, we decided it best if I take some time off. Paid, thankfully.I took the bus straight home, alongside midday weirdos and. "I NEED you, Phillip. Pleeease," she begged.He looked at the thing in her hand. "Where's the rubber?" he asked."It ISN'T a rubber. It's something else," she whined."Then we can't," he said firmly. He couldn't believe he was saying that, but he felt stronger than he had in a long time.Amy reached and pulled his face to hers. She licked her juice off his lips and kissed him. "I love you more than anything, and I know you think you're doing what I want you to, but Phillip ... I NEED YOU IN ME.