After my visit to Charles Lowe’s set up in Norwich we had revised our original ideas about the restaurant. The initial proposal had been for a large...coffee bar in the old barn just serving hot drinks and perhaps some sandwiches and cakes, however after seeing the up market self service restaurant at Lowe’s garden centre Maggie and I had decided to upgrade our own plans to incorporate a much classier enterprise serving hot food at lunchtime and refreshments throughout the day. Charles had shown. "What's in the back?" A studio and a darkroom. You want to see?" "Oh, I want to see everything," Teresa said and followed him behind the curtain.There was an area about the size of a bathroom over the left with a large red light bulb above the door. "Let me guess, the dark room?" Mr. Jackson smiled and nodded. "The restroom is through that other door there" pointing over his shoulder.The only thing in the room was an old wooden dinner table with a couple of cameras laying on it along with a. I watched them stop several more travelers, wondering what or who they were looking for and then, when the sun set and darkness poured up out of the woods, they pushed the tree off the road, untied my feet, got me on my mare and led off back the way I had come, back toward Laura's crossroads.There were six of them, mostly good-sized men, well-fed, warmly dressed, good boots. I could smell them in the dark as they walked their horses carefully along the worn road. When they came to the tavern,. When she turned around though all that quickly flew out of her mind, there stood Danny and one of the guys, both with mouths wide open, looking stunned. Sam blushed and thought of what they had just seen, her bare bronzed back from all the hours spent out in the sun, toned arms, and probably a glimpse of her relatively pale 38 C breasts. Danny blushed like a little school girl and turned slightly and coughed, they guy, Justin, laughed, “damn, why do all the good lookers have to go the other.