..But there she was, right before my eyes, staring out at me from the canvas. Her expression so familiar, it could have been only yesterday. There was...not a shred of doubt in my mind. It was her.My creator. Lilah. Someone I hadn’t spoken to for nearly five hundred years.My friend had indeed completed his commission. The style was different, but the brushwork was unmistakable.When did you finish this, my friend? Why is it not signed? Where has it been hiding all this time? Did no one realise. I made the coffee & took it in. When they had eaten & drunk their coffee, Andy's friends said they were going. I started clearing the mugs & plates to the kitchen , I heard them shout goodbye & the front door close. When I went back into the sitting room John was half asleep & to my surprise Andy was still there. He said I think John will need a hand to get upstairs to bed. I said I will manage but Andy insisted on helping. So Andy got hold of John & we helped him upstairs onto our bed I. “You’re free to fuck anyone in here. If the woman is with her husband or boyfriend, you show them a condom and ask politely if you can fuck her.”“It’s that simple?”“Yes, and you might receive several offers for a fuck or a blow job. It might even come from a guy. I don’t care about your sexual preference, and if a guy sucking on your cock doesn’t excite you, then be polite when you turn him down.”“Now I know why you to wanted me to take a Viagra.”“I expect you’ll be quite busy. If you can’t get. As she drew level with him, this person drew an envelope form his pocket and handed it to her. Thank Heaven! She had been thinking she must have taken a wrong turning. By this time she was well and truly in the midst of a part of London she had rarely, if ever, seen before. Veronica, as she looked around her at the crumbling seediness of this blighted region, could well imagine how this kind of area had been the exclusive preserve of pimps and gangsters since time immemorial!Thanking the man.