"Don't worry Princess your hair won't look anything like the boys atschool or any boys anywhere." I turn my head hearing the giggling."Don't move Prin...ess and close your eyes so no hair gets in them."As I listen and hear scissors opening and closing in front of me. "Therethat looks much better and let me trim your hair up a little bit so itlooks pretty, but I won't cut any length so relax." Okay I guess."I feel hair falling around me on the sides and back and then she cuts alittle bit more of. She’s going on thirty but don’t tell her I said that.”Becky laughed and said, “So you’re checking me out in case it doesn’t work out with Dotty.”Ron grinned. “Like I said, I was inspired.”“Maybe you’re thinking of being more inspired?”“More?”“Let’s be honest. If I’m not mistaken, you can’t take your eyes off my tits. I’m okay with that but isn’t it like cheating?”“I don’t know,” Ron explained. “Dotty is rather open-minded.”“Look, I’ve got an idea. Why don’t you come in for a beer while I’m. At least with Ethan, he didn’t look at me like I was some kind of fragile porcelain who killed her parents. He didn’t know my story, maybe that was the reason he didn’t look at me like everyone, but up to now I was enjoying it. Thinking about my parents made a lot of emotions resurface, guiltiness, sadness, fear, and it was too painful to bear. What hurt the most was the fact that I didn’t have anyone to talk to except Sara and my brother Max. I wished that maybe with Ethan it would be. "What was that," asked Maisie."To disappear until dinner. Seven lovely girls all looking so pretty would be bad for my blood pressure." I'm glad you said seven," said Becca smiling lovingly at him.Steven kissed her forehead, poured himself a drink and vanished.As ever the girls congregated in the kitchen and helped themselves to the drinks indicated by Becca. There were bowls of crisps on the table and on the side."Have I upset you and Tom?" Becca whispered to Nell.Nell shook her head. "Tell.