She was the most incredibly beautiful young woman he had ever seen. At the same time, her dress was the ultimate in female professional attire. The wo...an gave him a professional smile, and shook his hand. Henry was surprised at the strength in her grip. To his surprise, she wasted no time with small talk. Instead, taking her seat with Dave Wilson sitting beside her, she started right in."Good morning, Mr. Henry." Seeing his aides and attorneys gathered around him, she smiled self-effacingly and. He seemed to be taking this so calmly. This was not the shy boy she remembered.He stood up, a hinge pin in his fingers, and looked at her.“When you go out in public ... say to the grocery store ... do you put on makeup first?”She blinked. “Sure,” she said.“Why?” he asked.“I want to look nice,” she said, thinking that was obvious. Why did women ever wear makeup? They wanted to look nice!“Okay,” he said. “But why do you want to look nice?”“That’s a silly question,” she said automatically.“No it’s. “He’s going to the match tomorrow,” she said, and waited.“You want to meet?” I asked.“I’d like to see you, just to sit and chat,” she said. “I can tell him we had a hot whole afternoon while he was enjoying himself. I want to push him by seeing you for longer.”“Come round to my place,” I said. “I’ve nothing on tomorrow.”“I’ll be fully dressed,” she flirted, and laughed. It was a exaggeratedly dirty laugh and I realised my double entendre. I told her I was disappointed, which evinced a further. ? She's sampling herself. Can't look. Oh, Goddess - eau deTyrona right under my nose. Musky scent a little different than Wendy.Not bad. I've certainly smelled worse - that girl fromKilleen...Twinges and twitches - must stop! I'm thinking of Tyrona witha maniacal gleam in eyes, holding a razor-sharp curved blade above me,moving downwards, slicing away left nut. Incredible pain! Holds up thebloody gonad and shows it to me, grinning like the Mistress of Demons.'As the crisis passed, I shrugged.