It was going to be a long day. She double-clicked on the files she needed to get the analysis done. There was a lot of work ahead of her. ‘Endless,�...� she mumbled to herself just as Peter, her tired boss, lumbered by. ‘G’night,’ he said without looking in. Caroline buckled down. For what seemed like hours (because it was), she crunched numbers. She noticed the cash flow for the past twelve months looked great, but if you did a three-month rolling average of the past quarter — the numbers were. He paid his admission charge, which included the official brochure. “Are there any guides on duty upstairs?” he asked.“I’m afraid not, sir, as it’s Sunday.”Mark climbed the central marble and onyx staircase, the base of which was flanked by a pair of life-sized ebony blackamoors (a none-too subtle reference to the original source of the Chesley family’s wealth). Crossing the main landing, he sauntered into the principal bedchamber: an exercise in unadorned silk, satin and tapestry flamboyance.. He told me to turn sideways, then to stand with my back to them. I was glad that I was wearing my really tight jeans because I think my bum looks really good in them.Dad got up and came over to me, he told me that my bra was showing through my blouse and said I should take the bra off. I was a bit worried they would be able to see my nipples through my thin blouse but he told me not to worry about that. I managed to get my bra off without taking off my blouse, they where all clicking away. Couldn't Blad ever sleep or rest like a normal place? Why did it have to be so permanently lively? She expressed her thoughts to Binta, whose arm was surreptitiously around Ana's waist, confident that the corner of the garden they were standing in was safe from prying eyes."After all these months, you're still very much the country girl!" laughed Binta. "You'd rather have the quiet of a rural evening. Crickets and cicadas in the evening sun. A perfectly black sky and none of the ceaseless roar.