Twenty minutes later my relief arrived. I pulled Marian aside.“He’s here,” I said, “and he’s got one of his kids with him.” I nodded to th... couple out on the patio. She followed my gaze.“You want me to call the cops?” she said, smiling, “or maybe a friend of mine in the mafia?”“I’ll let you know,” I said.“Hmm,” she said.“I don’t hate the motherfucker anymore. I just don’t give a shit whether he lives or dies, or any of them if it comes to that,” I said.“What are you two talking about,” said. ."WHAT THE FUCK!?!" she thought "There is no fucking way I'm attractedto him! NO WAY!" I'm Jessie" he said holding out his hand "Jessie Taylor" What do you want?" Kelly asked suspiciously"You seem a little lonely" Jessie said with a smile "So I thought..." So you thought you'd shoot 'Creepy Kelly some pity right?" Kellyangrily snapped " Well get this asshole, don't need any fucking pity,not from you, not from anybody!" He's playing with me!" she thought getting angrier and angrierThough she was. Her opening sentence was, “I have done my duty. Now it’s your turn, preferably today What time can you come to my place and sort out Yvonne’s punishment?”David thought and then said, “I have a couple of things to do here first. I could be at your place about half past three or four o’clock, will that do?”“Fine, and thanks again in advance.”I’d better take my old slipper with me, otherwise my hand may hurt like hell if I’m expected to give her a real experience to remember. I wonder what she. But it grew harder and harder for me to visualise such a thing indetail. It was becoming an abstract concept in itself. It seemed that Ionly had a vague recollection of what it felt like to enter a girl inthat way, as a man would. Why was my memory of such things so hazy? Whatwas wrong with me?I spoke to Kara of London, England, though I was always careful to couchmy description in terms she would understand and I always inferred thatI had been a girl back then.She asked me insightful questions.