”“When is it?” she moaned, knowing she had to do it.“I was just about to dial the phone when you called,” he said. “The festival opens the...day after tomorrow, so you need to get moving. I’ll call the station and get them on it. Either I or some woman named Amanda will call you right back. Don’t go anywhere! Stay right by the phone!”Misty put the phone down much harder than necessary. She heard retching sounds from the bathroom. At least she’d be able to have a hotel room to herself on this gig.. Since he had been on a dry spell for a few months now, he took what he could get and this was just what he needed. Leaning back into his pillow, he put his hands behind his back and chuckled. “Keep it up darling, take it all the way,” he mumbled as a voice responded to him. “Well, well. You’re finally up,” the person said, suddenly lifting the covers, leaving Sam to let out a rather feminine yelp as under the covers, there was a boy. He looked cute, and even a slight bit feminine, but a boy. Das w?re ja noch nicht so schlimm gewesen. Es istgar nicht einfach, es zu beschreiben. Ich will es versuchen: Unten warein ganz normaler weiter Rock, der bis ?ber die Knie reichte. Dar?berwar ein zweiter Rock, in einem helleren rosa, mit einem Karomuster auseinem dunklen Rosa. In demselben dunklen Rosa waren mehrere gro?e Bl?tenaufgedruckt. Der Saum war unten nicht gleichm??ig lang, sondern ingro?en Wellen, und endete etwa f?nf Zentimeter h?her als der andereRock. Noch einmal acht Zentimeter. It was Mellors the old gamekeeper, dog at heel, he and Julie lived up in the woodland near the ½ acre copse that edged the estate forest. He and his wife Julie had been regarded by some to be sex mad in their school days, and were rather reclusive, but then why not most, gamekeepers are reclusive it goes with the job. The old lad greeted them warmly and they stood chatting about this and that as folk do, Oliver, the keeper, remarking that Jay, he had seen that he had a new woman, Gamekeepers.