"What's wrong, what's happened" Ian asked, instantly on his guard, sitting up and sliding to the edge of the bed, Millie following behind him, placing...a gentle but supportive hand on the small of his back."It looks as though someone tried to grab Valerie" Nigel began, "Two teams in two cars, they rammed her, flipped the car, were going after her when..." Nigel paused, not really wanting to say the next, " ... Michael and Tera showed up."Millie felt Ian's muscles tense under her hand, looking at. With a matching short white skirt and brown 3 inch heeled shoes she knew she would turn heads when she got to the Pebble Mill studios.After the train started the 90 minute journey she suddenly felt unprepared as she hadn’t bought a newspaper to read on the way. She nervously glanced at the man sitting opposite and wondered if she would have the nerve to ask him if she could read one of the 3 newspapers that he had brought with him.She looked at him studiously as he was casually reading the. " He closed the door again."Good now lets talk."He turned sideways to the pretty young cop. "Now here's the fuckin deal he said softly and firmly. "If I open that door again, I'm away for good. Now you get your information when I see your tits." Look I've told you," she said again trying to take control but he interrupted."I'm gonna count to three, and if you've not started to unbutton your shirt I'm off for good." Look," she tried again."One" he started his count."I'm not prepared to let you. My first impression of Angel is she needs a keeper, not a tutor. She certainly doesn't have any sexual appeal to me. You want an example of a dowdy female, just look up Angel Crain.That evening I am greeted at the door by Angel's mother. Now this is a woman, she is a blond with a Venus-like figure wearing clothes to accent it. She's very attractive and knows it. She invites me in and takes me to the library; following her is a visual pleasure. I meet her husband and we talk about a schedule to.