Edward-Maximilian Williams arbeitet bei den Docks in London, und zwar bei den in Stadtteil Westminster in der neben den Tower of London.Dort war er sc...on seit seinem 9. Lebensjahr tätig, da sein Vater Edgar Williams der Chef des Docks war, alles lief nach seinen Vorschriften und Edward hat sich nach den ganzen Jahren zur eine echten Führungsperson entwickelt. Die Kollegen vom Dock sprachen immer ihn an.Wenn es Probleme gab zwischen Kollegen oder auch mit seinem Vater.Das Vertrauen vom Vater zu. "Well yes, it's that too," she replied. "But do you understand what I'm saying? In the overall readership, erotica is maybe the most limited form there is." "I understand that, Mom. But I don't care if it's limited. It's what I want to write—and read." A thought suddenly popped into his head of how he could touch and rub her, with it looking totally accidental. He immediately acted on the thought. He leaned over and "accidentally" spilled some wine on her leg. "Oh wow, I'm sorry, Mom," he. And, if she were honets with herself, she found the idea of a few accidental brushes of soft, silky female flesh tantalizing.She was an attractive woman of 26, about 5'7" with very long blonde hair, soft white skin, soft pink lips, big blue eyes, and a volumptuous figure which had full yet tight curves of smooth, soft flesh. And she was married to a man who was, alas, probably straighter than she.Often she joked and teased about threesomes. She would waggle her eyebrows playfully at any. “Those two men were on the train causing trouble with their friends,” Kit said to Ruby as Eli and Isaac ran to help the man.Just as they neared the young men who were tussling with the man over his wife’s handbag, one of them broke the strap on the woman’s bag and both of them ran down the sidewalk with Eli and Isaac chasing after them.They ran past a hardware store, and without breaking stride, Eli grabbed a hatchet from a rack in front of the store.“DON’T KILL HIM, ELI,” Kit yelled just as.