Tyler wasopenly smirking at me. I began to feel uncomfortable at his gaze."What?" I snapped boldly.He said nothing, but it was obvious that he was sta...ing at my chest, Ilooked down and my eyes bulged and I squeaked. Poking through my tightvest was a small pair of breasts. I crossed my arms and looked at Tylerin horror."Ho ho, ah man! Your face." He laughed cruelly."Wh...hat is it!" I stuttered."Looks like you're growing titties you pussy." Oh god, oh god. Why?" Might have something to do with. I needed her presence and her love to counter these erotic feelings. I wrote that night and posted it first class at the sorting office, asking to see her on Saturday or Sunday and to phone me to tell me which day. Friday 1 May 1970 There was no phone call on Friday, but there was a brief letter, more a note really, saying she was in the library all weekend and couldn’t see me. She had to get the work done, there was nothing she could do. On the Saturday morning, I wrote strongly that it. I stuck my head in the room, “Vicky, the men and I are going over to the command center for a few minutes.”“Play the recording you made this morning,” I instructed the duty man who was just getting ready to change shifts.Vicky and I were part of a very candid conversation between three agency directors.“My people there have work to do. The Lone Ranger is going to meet Tonto Monday after we find out what files Baines was looking at and printing. That won’t take very long,” Frank said.“Frank,. Your friend stinks Mary...you stink back here slut, you’ll find out later what happens to dirty arsed girls. Tell Mary how you felt when you woke this morning Sylvia,... TELL HER, this was an order…..quietly she spoke…. I was trembling and so excited, I, she stuttered, I loved last night loved what you did to me, Frank is going to.. she was biting her bottom lip again, Frank as promised to help me, he knows what I want. All the time she spoke she was blushing deep red. An hour later she was.