"How much in your pile?" Gavin asked."Sixteen thousand, four hundred and fifty pounds - I think," said a stunned Fiona."I've got twenty-two thousand, ...wo hundred. So that's over forty thousand now," Gavin said with a grin."Even I can count better than that," Fiona laughed.Gavin walked to his cupboard and pulled out the remainder of the two thousand pounds from the Portcullis."Ah, my Lady. You can count but you see, there's more here! Hehehehe," Gavin gave an evil laugh.Fiona punched him lightly. She could no longer curl up into a little ball. Instead, she pulled up the other chair that Elizabeth had previously used, put her feet up and stretched out. Before long she heard Elizabeth's slow regular breathing. She could not believe that Elizabeth had fallen asleep on her lap.'Lucky girl,' thought Sandra as she felt Elizabeth's head resting lightly on her right breast. She sat for a while wondering how on earth she was going to explain to Elizabeth about her little friend tucked away in. As I was getting my coffee I looked up and the same guy as the night before was at the counter filling the cereal container. I walked over to talk with him and I asked him if the beach was good today. He looked a little startled at first and nervous till I told him I knew all about it and I was ok with it. I told him we were going to the beach after some breakfast. He asked which part of the beach are you going to? When I told him the north end he said you know that a topless beach right. I. Her dark eyes were piercingly intelligent and seemed to see right through me. They drifted down to my lap for a moment, and my heart skipped a beat, terrified that she’d see my hard-on and kick me out. Thankfully she didn’t seem to notice and made eye contact once again.“Thanks for coming in, Mike.”“Thanks for the opportunity, Mrs. Sandstrom.” I swallowed nervously.“It’s Ms, actually, but please call me Cheryl. If you get this job, we’ll be working …closely together.”“Of course. Cheryl, it.