Samantha was not sleepy, though, and her mind was racing."That was no chance meeting, Lisa! People don't just bump into each other by accident in a bi... place like London. You could both have been there for weeks wandering about and never seeing each other. She was looking for you! It sticks out a mile. She probably traced you to your hotel and they told her you were running in Hyde Park. I wonder why she came all this way just to see you again. Probably got continuing designs on your bum! She. . this was England, after all. Murdock and his compatriots tried to make out that I had had a torrid and tempestuous affair with the Duke. Things got worse when I wouldn't grant interviews with anyone from the media.However, my story didn't last long on the front page. Jackie Lambert, the champion steeplechase jockey in the UK, was shot during the Gold Cup race! The press exploded with indignation, and lost interest in my story ... for a time, until it was noted that Jackie was supposed to be. I had been in threesomes before with both men and women so that did not bother me at all and just added to the excitement. We all sat in the living room and drank some more, with be cuddled up to Frank and him groping me. My head was getting real fuzzy from the drinks. It was a feeling I had not experienced before from alcohol. I am not sure what they slipped me but I did not really feel in control of my body. To top it off my body was very touch sensitive with every touch seeming to send. I live in a small condo garden apartment, three stories, with two apartments on each floor – on the right and left side of the stairs. My neighbor Diana and I are on the top floor. Diana is an attractive young woman with whom I’ve been friendly. We exchange pleasantries when we encounter each other. She was at my apartment early on after she moved in, as I cooked a meal for her. But nothing progressed as it wasn’t clear we had much in common. Anyway, she had a boyfriend.One Monday.