"Not much for me to say. Only, "No need to be sorry, you're a big girl and can do whatever you wants to do. Have a pleasant evening."I had no interest...in talking further with her about those tickets and had not even an idea about what to do with them. Ten minutes later Madeleine rang me and said that one of her colleagues was desperately searching for two tickets for that show and would pay me a very high price if I were interested in making a nice profit.Obviously they wanted to go as two. Flustered I went downstairs and relaxed in a soft armchair and watched TV. There didn't seem to be anything of interestand I found myself dozing off. I was disturbed by whispering and without opening my eyes I heard one of the boy's say 'Look you can see her panties'I suddenly realised that they were looking up my skirt which had ridden up as I relaxed. The thought of these boys ogling me was quite a turn on. 'Lift her skirt another said I felt my skirt being lifted, exposing more. As I followed Mrs. Devers out of the room I moped. What kind of a thug was I turning into? If, by some remote chance, Maria might forgive my betrayal she'd probably avoid me just because I was so damn dangerous to be around.Shit! Somehow I had to quit getting into these situations where I might kill someone or sooner or later I would succeed -- if I hadn't already. I felt another session of Ms. Andrews's anger management training coming on.Not for the first time I thought maybe I should become. He pulled himself free."Nasear, the diving board." He commanded quietly, nodding at his niece and then at the board. Pamela struggled tremulously to her feet. What was going to happen now? Nasear looked very nervous, her eyes darting between the swimming pools diving board and The Minister. Briefly her eyes flitted around the garden like a startled gazelle seeking escape. As if reading her thoughts the bodyguards had circled the group, blocking any chance of escape into the bushes.She looked.