I knew her all my life to that point and she was very sexy to me and I had seen her putting her stockings on when I had been at her house and had alwa...s tried to watch without being caught but had been on a few occasions and had instantly looked away as she had smiled at me and carried on rolling the nylons up her legs and fastening the clips and checked the seams in the hallway mirror. One day I called for him to go out on a bike ride and he was not in. He had been sent to his grandmothers for. ”“I would rather be your brother, or at least, someone you would allow to ask you out on a date.”“Now you’re being facetious, right?”“No, I’m serious, and I hope you’re serious too. You said you don’t have a father figure, well I don’t either. I suppose I do come across to some, as if I’m trying to fill the void of a dominant male in this condo full of beautiful females.”“Believe me, you leave no doubt as to who the dominant male is in this group. I’ll even go one step further, and tell you. John shook his head, feeling slightly confused. "No," he stammered.Something seemed familiar about the girl.Rachel smiled at John. "Sure. Eleven thirty? At Marconi's?" Sheturned and sauntered away, her hips swaying in a most deliciouslyfeminine manner."So, you were saying?" Marcie's voice interrupted John's puzzledthoughts."Oh, nothing." He turned and walked back to his office, a frown on hisface. Things seemed - wrong. Rachel? He didn't recognize her. Andyet, something seemed. With Wendy driving they got back to the main road before Anne spoke.“We are going back to release him later aren’t we? She asked.“Nope,” replied Wendy.She put her hand in her coat pocket and pulled out her mobile phone.“The number is programmed in here,” she looked at it and pressed a key. “There, just press call,” she looked and held Anne’s stare, a smile on her face, her thumb hovering over the key which she then pressed. This was a reflex action when they ran into the back of a lorry.“Bloody.