I am pleased to meet you."There was a moment's silence. Heather stood, hands clasped in front of her, head bowed. What happened next, would determine ...er entire life."I don't need a servant. Go away."Heather's throat went dry. She licked her lips."Your mother, the Duchess, she hired me..." I don't NEED anyone! Go away!"Her mind raced. She had to do something, fast. There were other girls who could be brought here, others to take her place at a moment's notice. She was nothing special. Heather's. He parked his car and walked to her. "Pardon me, ma'am. Could you help me? I'm trying to find this address, but there don't seem to be any street signs." Whacha want at the Redmond's place?" I'm trying to find a young woman that lives there." You the fella from the city that broke her heart?"Holy cow, Jerry thought. Does everybody in this little burg know who I am? What's going on here? "My name is Jerry Fischer, ma'am." So are you the fella?" Yes, ma'am, I guess I am." So why are you here? You. ”“What do you usually wear when you sleep?”“Nothing, most of the time, though last night I stayed at a friend’s house and slept in my pajamas. Usually if I’m someplace besides home or in my dorm bed, I wear pajamas.”“How long have you been sleeping naked?”“A couple of years.”“What do you do when you get out of bed?”“Put on my robe, or sometimes briefs and a robe.”“What’s the difference?”“If I’m going to shower, I just put on the robe. If I’m going to go anywhere except right across the hall to. .. Okay." Two twenty pound notes landed reluctantly on the tray. Gwen spun on her impossibly high heels and presented her arse towards him as she wobbled across the floor towards the bar.Two glasses of warm champagne later, Jimmy was ready to call it a night and go home. So far, the evening had stripped him of more than he could really afford, but had taught him a lesson. Be careful what you let yourself in for. Or in other words, a naïve county boy and his money are soon parted.Suddenly, a.