Thanks for the drink. It's time I got going.Kuma: Going? Where to?Oibore: To Kyoto. It's been a while; I miss my daughter.Kuma: Didn't know you had an... family to go back to.Oibore: No, I'm visiting her grave.Kuma (surprised): Then that hairpin is your remembrance of her... (Oibore only smiles.)Kuma:... Forget it. When are you coming back?Oibore: Probably be there a while... Big cities always have places for outcasts to go, so they'll look after me.Kuma: Yeah... Well, you get along with. Have a safe journey." Soames replied and walked his Master out the door and then he left for the station.Two weeks more had passed and Eric was still away. Franchesca was getting stronger every day. She read books that Soames would bring her from the library and she also enjoyed listening to music on the gramophone. The weather was gorgeous outside, too and Soames would open the windows for her and the soft late spring breezes would carry the sweet scent of blossoms into the room. She could. Simply put, I love the natural and artless way that I usually and more often than not am. Just when I have stripped naked and cast my blue dress straight down towards the floor, the door swings and dangles open all of a sudden and abruptly, making me to jump and wince away in fright and consternation. I look about in my birthday suit, and there I see him, my very own Mr. Dicking, tired and looking dead beat to the very last inch. He must have had a wearisome and tedious day at the same time.. As her thighs begin parting, her brown eyes, shaded with uncertainty yet knowing, lift to meet Robert’s lustful gaze. His fingers are sliding inside her gusset!I panic! Flicking off the radio, I snap the moment back to reality; calling at them over my shoulder, “OK Rachel, lets start getting ready for bedtime! you can begin by brushing those teeth’!Normality returns; Coming into the kitchen and pulling strait her dress Rachel complains; ‘Oh Mom! I’m fourteen! ... And It’s early yet!’‘I’m afraid.