Perhaps you will take to the saddle as well. It would be good to have someone to ride out with.’ ‘I don’t think so, Annabel. I am a Londoner. Ho...ses are for the Royal Artillery or the Life Guards. For anything else Londoner’s take the bus or the tube.’ ‘No buses or trains around here I’m afraid.’ She tightened the reins and Drummond raised his head. ‘We will have to work on you and turn you into the landed gentry.’ ‘You can try.’ Annabel said nothing, just smiled and flicked the reins. She gave. I waited a few minutes, then resumed, "But frankly, I'm exhausted. I could really use a day off." What, just lounge around?" my father asked."Oh, maybe spend the day downtown, hit the flicks – there's a great double feature at the Rialto. I'd like to take some pictures too – you know, city scenes. I mean, I'm tired of shooting just sports and school clubs and stuff." Well, you would be working to improve your photography." (Mother wanted to give in but needed a "responsible" reason.) "I guess I. Even so, I tried to backtalk my little sister about my bedtime.I started to tell her that I was 16 and would go to bed when I wanted.That she was my little sister and I was her babysitter. Madison snappedher fingers in my face and told me I better be careful and show herproper respect. She reminded me of my homework assignment:"Remember what you wrote sissy. Remember how you said you deserve to betreated like a little girl. Well little girls go to bed when mommy tellsthem to don't they? I am. A show of pleasure crossed her face. Then a neutral look which wasquickly replaced by shock. After a stunned silence Jane screamed "Harry!What the hell are you doing! Why are you dressed as a masseuse, er, areyou a pervert? Get out! Get out now! And do not go home, I mean, I don’twant to see you." She started sobbing uncontrollably. The door opened andin rushed Tracy.She took the distraught Jane into arms. She looked up at me and mouthed‘what happened? I shook my head with dismay. "Harry, you.