Miller spoke again. "She ain't got no memory of who she is or where she came from. He had to do some stitching on her, but you can't tell it by lookin... at her. She gets around all right." She's a looker," said Simpson."She's trouble," said Dugway. "She said anything about lawyers yet?" Nothing I've heard," said Mayor Robinson. "Hopefully, if we can keep her happy, that won't come up." Oh?" asked Simpson. "How do we keep her happy?" Well, I gave her a job for one thing," said Robinson. "And. "Well, then you can't be sure," I replied. "But I have sung with you. I have stood up in front of a crowd and been so embarrassed and scared I could hardly move. It's not something I enjoy. I mean, I don't dislike it. But I just don't want to put forth that much effort."Kellie was silent for the rest of the ride home. She finally spoke as she opened the door."It's our big chance," she said. "And it might be our only chance."She was gone before I could reply.You probably know how it turned out.. Near to closing time, she came over and asked if we wanted one more, who doesn't and we bought her a drink, the only ones left she sat with us and made conversation. I left to have a piss. Like most London pubs the fucking toilets are underground and it seemed to take an age. when I got back, the barmaid was bent over the table with my buddy pumping her from behind. His trousers and pants around his ankles. The barmaid's tights and knickers just down her thighs, her belly and tits squashed. Beside the tool shed stood a well fenced chicken run, home to a clutch of chooks and a couple of ducks when they didn’t have the freedom of the vegetable garden. Around the sides of the house fruit trees flourished. The dam was fairly full for summer, the water brown as always, the small pontoon still anchored in the middle, the wooden deck of the little jetty with its ladder into the water more worn than before. It was hot enough for a swim. The water was cold and she won the race to the.