I want you to know I will not lie to them. Your mom can tell if I lie, anyway, and I respect her enough not to even try. I know you didn't want her to...know we were having sex, but believe me, she knew. I didn't tell her in LA just to rub it in her face. I told her because she asked me a direct question. In the long run, we will be better off if we are honest." You might be right, but I want to be the one to decide what my parents know or don't know. You could have just shut up like you usually. Birgit and Juergen cover me up and give me a good night kiss like a small c***d, they fasten a thin chain to the nose ring and the bed frame. "Where's Franka? Why isn't she with me? ”I ask. "Tomorrow morning at breakfast we will sort everything out" Juergen calms me. I lie awake in bed uneasily until sleep overwhelms me.I wake up when Birgit pushes myself naked under my duvet and begins to stroke me, the morning laughs through the window. "Don't be afraid, we only want your best!" She turns me. I asked a few of our tradies that did business with us who would be the best man to talk to, they all agreed that Giuseppe D'Acenzio was the man to talk to, Mr Concrete they called him.Ron and I tracked him down doing a concrete house slab. After the usual how do you do's I explained what we were looking for. His first question was do we have architect drawings, I told him no, what we wanted was someone with a broad enough knowledge of the building industry to look at the site and to consider. "But I am not going to be a mid-wife," replied Dale."Who said anything about being a mid-wife, I have just arranged a photo-shoot with a top London Model Agency for tomorrow afternoon" smiledAmanda."You have got to be kidding, there is absolutely no chance of me fooling amodel agency," said Dale."Well you have just fooled a room full of Journalists & Police, so a ModelAgency should be a doddle" Come on we are booked on the 10:00 traintomorrow, I have got to decide what you are going to wear".