‘Yes, but … whose home?’ he smiled gently. ‘Ladies choice. My place,’ she said happily though her tears. ‘But I guess this puts the pressu...e on me to get your … I mean … our … new home ready, doesn’t it?’ ‘Come on, let’s go home,’ he said, opening the passenger door and guiding her in. When he awoke on Tuesday morning, it took him a few seconds to remember where he was. Ingrid’s bedroom, but he was alone in the bed. He wondered where she was. He hadn’t been here before and the surroundings were. “You taste of mint, what strange times these are.” Her eyes traveled downwards, and Vera blushed beet red as she felt the ghost’s gaze wander over her bust, her black bra still visible through her soaked blouse. “So stout, too. How old are you, girl?”“Twenty two,” Vera replied, her mouth still felt numb and cottony. The ghost looked up at her and fluttered her dark eyelids.“My my ... a developed twenty two. So young, yet so...” Vera flinched as she felt the cold hand of the ghost slide under. See, don’t take me wrong, but you are a really hot woman. Once you are married, your husband is going to do it really god-damn-brains-out and you are going to get used to it and then, if he leaves you for a month, perhaps then you will know what Bhavna must be facing.”I had got a bit carried away and both of us felt awkward. So, I said, “see, I didn’t know that she is married. When she told me the same yesterday, I was shocked too. And I am not going to do it again and you can confirm this from. Even though the Tower's violent years have been long gone,an aura of death and medieval torture still remained.But the main attraction for me and also for most visitors I think were the breathtaking Crown Jewels. It was also a chance for me to see the legendary ravens who have been living within the walls. Charles I decreed that six ravens should always inhabit the Tower. Folklore has it that if they ever leave,the Tower will fall and the monarchy with it. Interestingly enough,orders have been.