" Maybe we could put you up in my wing of the palace? Only family is allowed there, unless we call for someone. I'm sure they'd love to visit."She bri...htened considerably. "Would you? I would be so grateful, if you did. I would like to alleviate my own concerns, before taking you up on the offer, though. I hope you understand." I understand completely", I assured her, "and wouldn't have it any other way. Would you like to see our justice system in action? We actually have a serious crime being. She got so lost in it she almost forgot to look towards the house to check if anyone was out there. As she stood facing Dicky, she thought it odd that his face was arched away from her face. She seemed relieved that he didn’t want to kiss, she looked at him and his eyes were closed and he looked like he was in ecstasy. Jen realized she was enjoying what was happening but at the same time not wanting to have sex with him.Dicky grabbed Jen abruptly by the hips and pushed her back. He unbuttoned. Glastonbury had handed her the newspaper clipping that was only a short paragraph. "Miss Amanda Jorgenson of Queens was found beaten and strangled to death last night in an alley off Times Square. Robbery was thought to be the motive."Kennedy had never seen Amanda but the one time. But Amanda was someone she'd thought about often, someone Kennedy dreamed about pretty often as well.Mr. Glastonbury had watched Kennedy for a few minutes, and then shrugged. "The new Slayer is Chinese; she lives in. Josh eyes darted hysterically, as he opened and closed his mouth, stretching the gleaming nylon. Ray was wanking. ‘Ooh, my Ray! My pantyhose man! All for me and I’m all for you!’They had been each other’s dirty secret ever since Ray caught him sabotaging Kev’s bike before a race. Ray loved the way Josh’s padded cycling shorts were stretched against his arse as he was squatting down with the wrench. ‘What’s going on here?’ said Ray. As Josh turned around his eyes came into direct view of Ray’s.