." I sighed. "No, not a real one." I answered slowly and that had always been a sticky point.Mom and Dad had married sort of late, in their thirties, ...nd I think Mom always regretted that a little. Like she'd missed some years she might have spent with her husband if they'd married sooner. But of course she hadn't even known Dad when she'd been in her twenties and there was an abstract argument there, about waiting for the right man at the right time, but Mom never really listened anyway. She'd. I struggled to lift my head out of the soil. My body felt like a block of lead and I was so dizzy everything I saw was blurred. Erica had her hand on the door of her car. After all the effort I wouldn’t ever get to her in time. I could think of nothing else to do, so I screamed ‘I love you!’ The amount of noise I emitted surprised me. The few other people in the car park turned around to see who was shouting but I couldn’t care less. Erica turned around and looked about the car park. After a. She fastens the suspenders around my waist.She opens the packet of stockings, shakes them so they unfold and strokes them across my quivering body. She kneels down. I raise my right foot as she rolls up the stocking then slips it over my foot. She unrolls the stocking up my eager leg, smoothes it straight and fastens the four clips. Then it’s the turn of the other leg and stocking.“Bra next,” says Mistress. “The pink ruffled satin one, size 40C.” Vikki returns to the chest, opens another. Hopkins is not in the office right now, but he should be in within the hour. This is not the kind of job we normally take, but he may be able ta he'p ya. Please give me yer name, Sir, an' I'll give him yer information." OK, I'm Jasper Winslow. I'll wait in the saloon down the street, an' I'll be back in 'bout an hour."'Bout a half-hour later, I wandered inta the office an' asked Hester ifen there wuz anythin' I should know about. She said, "A man named Jasper Winslow wuz in here a little while.