He should have tattooed my mother; it was her that told everyone. She just laughed when she saw me. She said that I always wanted her to let me get a ...attoo when I left school, so what was I crying for. The worst thing is that I have to parade naked in front of the staff every morning, so they all know what will happen if they talk about customers any more. The Manager does let me cover it up in the shop with a scarf, but obviously I can’t keep it from my boyfriend for much longer, I have to. "Do you think I've been straight with thee lad?" More than straight sir, you've both been very kind" Yes well cut the bloody sir out ok?" Yes sir, I mean Jack" Are you and Sarah, your mother, er well are you, oh bloody hell you know what I'm on about?" he stared at me coldly and I nodded,"We never intended it Jack, we really didn't" If I thought you had lad, I'd kick your bloody arse out of here right now"He sat back and loaded his pipe with that lethal tobacco,"What do you think about sending. ’ ‘Go ahead…tease me if you want to. I know you planned the whole thing and you’d never let me land on the floor. I’ll bet you’d crawl under me to protect me…wouldn’t you?’ Hosi leaned down and stroked my cheek before kissing me, her tongue snaking into my mouth. ‘You know me too well. I’d never let you get hurt.’ ‘You know,’ I replied with a grin, ‘in most societies I’d be the one saying that. In fact, I’m saying it now…in spite of my currently embarrassing position. There’s only one thing. “I’m so sorry, George. You’ll have to take me back to the hotel.”During the short drive back to the Esplanade, Jennifer was in turmoil. She glanced sideways at the tall, dark man, older than her, that leisurely and relaxed, in effortless control, moved his large Mercedes through the morning traffic. He so obviously felt no further need to talk. Could he possibly desire her, a Beachgirl? And as for her, he was the opposite of the sun bronzed young Adonises of her usual longings.As she looked at.