One night, alone in my hotel room, I decided to go online as I was in a pent-up frenzy with these black men driving me crazy. Out of the blue, a youn...er black man started chatting with me. He asked my age and I said that I was in my later 40s. He was in his mid-20s and he loved older men, he said. He was just a couple of miles away and said he could come to the hotel room, if I wanted. I saw his photo, and he looked absolutely gorgeous. I said, sure, come on over. Anticipation entered. The young man turned and began to make a hasty retreat, heading in the direction of the quarter's front door. His step checked by the woman's growl of displeasure."Monsieur le Vicomte ... Raoul de Chagney! How dare you compromise my daughter? Do not move from that spot! I have held my tongue until now, but now you will feel the lash of it. I welcomed you into my home and this is how you repay me? You take advantage of my daughter's innocence and you do it under my roof. I think not, Monsieur!. ‘It won’t be easy to get her to trust me, I suppose. But I’m definitely going to make an effort — and I can wait. She seems worth waiting for.’ ‘You were always Mr Handsome,’ May said. ‘People may laugh at you behind your back, or even to your face.’ ‘They can bloody laugh as they please, for all I care,’ he said. ‘I can’t help my face, I didn’t ask for it. I’ve always thought that nickname was silly. As if being handsome counts.’ ‘But it does. You know so well enough. And Jayne -‘ ‘Jayne isn’t. He had managed to lock himself out of his flat. She immediately agreed, thinking back to the last evening they had spent together. She hadn't meant anything to happen, but Tom was such a sexy guy and everything had just fallen into place. She promptly reprimanded herself.'After all, Tom only needs a bed for the night.'She went into her kitchen to fix some 'nibbles' for later, idly wondering about Tom and realising how excited she felt at seeing him again. She knew Jim wouldn't mind - he liked.