"Sally will like this Ithought". I suddenly noticed the time; Sally would be home within thehour and I was still wearing trousers and flats! This woul... never do,so I hurried to our bedroom and quickly changed into a fresh, emeraldgreen, silk blouse; a grey check, full skirt; medium tan tights and apair of black patent heels. I brushed my hair and freshened my make-up.The jewellery I was wearing went well with my new outfit and I decidedto leave well enough alone. I had hardly returned. Grow up, Dan. You have to get what you can in this world. Grab it by the throat and never let go. Not you though. No, not Daniel Beckworth Peters. You had to piss off your father and get disowned. Think about how good our lives could have been! Who cares about your damned score, with enough money, anything is possible.” She paused, lost in thought and spending the millions that Daddy would never see.“Sorry I even tried, Dan. My date had some business thing come up and you used to be pretty good. You can’t come in.”I was pissed off already, so rather than explaining that I was here to see my wife in the emergency room, I said “Listen; you little ignorant piece of crap, if your closed, how did my wife get into the emergency room, and are you going to turn that ambulance that I hear coming away? Huh? Answer that prick?”The guard at first seemed to get his back up, but my explanation must have sunk in, as he said “I’m really sorry, but I thought that as you came to the main entrance, that. Norman pours me out a cup of tea. He still looks thoroughly pissed off. He doesn't want me to be there at all. Her name is Anastasia. She is tall and blond, statuesque I would have said. Her thighs are amazing. We chat and she very gently teases Norman as she does so. She moved in a couple of weeks ago but they have known each other for a year. When I glance at the clock I realise that I have been there much longer than I meant to. I am meeting friends in the town. It is Norman that sees me.