Trey had automatically grabbed my arm as well."Careful, Mrs Thomson!" said Trey."Ooops so sorry I'm fine honest just a stumble!" as I pulled myself to...ether. The journey back to Trey's home was filled with the two men talking business, so I had time to look around and enjoy the journey in Trey's air conditioned extremely large 4x4, from the airport. My concentration was broken when Trey spoke to me, "Mrs...Sorry Lucy, I hope you don't mind but my son is home from college, he is staying with me. ..Don't move!"As Lily bolted out of the room, Peter smiled, utterly transfixed. Therewas no danger of him leaving this spot, until the door opened again afew seconds later."Peter?" Fiona's voice called out... her hand slowly creaking over thedoor as Peter stood up, his robe barely covering his new breasts.Fiona's head peaked in and stopped."Blast." Fiona stated as she stared into, well, herself. Peter smirkedas she approached herself."Heylo, I'm Fiona Adams, pleased to meet you, I mean, pleased. " She gulped, almost choking on the cold, bubbly stuff. Hanson was coming back... but he had the brown girl with him."This is Billie-Ann," he told the girl. "Billie, this is Alicia."Alicia gave Billie a look that made her feel strangely uncomfortable. "I knew Hanson liked his girls young, but I didn't know he liked 'em white," the black girl said.Billie felt the booze she'd been drinking... it made her feel reckless. "I'm not really very white--look." And she held out her tanned arm.This made. I would check through it once I’d got myself into a nice little corner with my scotch… might just turn out to be a nice little ‘earner’. When it came to paying for my drink I thought I’d have enough change in my trouser pocket. But you know London pub prices. I didn’t have enough, so I reached into my inside pocket for my own wallet and got another shock. It wasn’t there. I frantically felt for the chain and pulled that out. There was nothing on the end, only the wire loop that the wallet had.