’ ‘Not chicken tonight. We slaughtered a pig. Much more fun. Come on in, there is someone I want you to meet. She’s called Polly.’ ‘The barb...r?’ ‘Hairdresser and very particular about it. Married, of course, but left the baggage at home so she could spend a debauched night with Aunty Debra. Absolute corker in the sheets, aren’t you Pols?’ Polly was standing in the room we had entered as Debra had been saying this. Willowy, stunningly pretty, tall and slim. Her dress was a mix of spring flower. In fact, we can't be protecting her from the world at all, because that's the only way she'll learn how to live in it properly."Before it seemed like we knew it Mary was off on her Worldview adventure.Things seemed emptier with her gone as well.EventsOne day a sensitive young man came through Lady Heather's front door for the first time. This is not an unusual occurrence. Everyone who has ever come to Lady Heather's has had a first visit. Usually they have many more after that.It was early in a. .. " he warned just before the nurse started to apply an disinfectant that made him jump."Tim, where do you think you're going?" my mom asked as I walked carefully towards the door."It's Elsie. I mean it's Melissa. Or both, I mean. I got to go... I can't believe I forgot about her... "I didn't even get out the door before my head made me stop and lean against the wall."I think you better stay here and rest," my mom said attempting to lead me back to the bench."No!" I said, pulling my hand from. ”“But Ma, here you are becoming a prostitute. What will others think of you?”“Beta, this is one time only and will never happen. Now stop arguing and bring these items.”She hands me the paper Ramappa had given her. I read it. It says what Ramappa desires, bed with rose petals, my mom to wear only a nightie and no undergarments, etc., nothing too fancy. I look surprisingly at my mom again, as she is going to such lengths to make money.She says, “Beta, one more thing when Ramappa comes to fuck me.