It’ll be more comfortable there, and it will be a lot easier for me to answer your questions there.’ Either Fanderpeice was what he said he was or...he was a stark raving lunatic. Jane thought of the Oscar winning actress, of Kay. Neither was crazy. Apparently, he wasn’t stark raving mad or they wouldn’t have been involved with him. Maybe a sex maniac. But he hadn’t made what Jane could recognize as a pass at her. ‘Lead on, Macduff,’ she said. Jane felt her clitoris swell, harden, push against. She picked out a bright red and black ‘Merry widow’ outfit, and a pair of red French bloomers, the ones with the open crotch. Then with a pair of black stockings, that was most unusual for her. Of course this was all covered up by the rather conservative dress she put on. I commented on her choice of attire for the evening, and smiling at me and said, “Ah yes my dear, this is London town, and you are my date for the evening.” We had a wonderful time, and no I didn’t screw up and refer to her. He seemed impressed.“Hello, my name is Stuart Armstrong ... how may I help you today?”The call was the delivery company, following up on the delivery.The rest of the day was quiet. We left in our two cars, meeting back at home.The following Thursday, I left at noon to go take my Real Estate Test. Dad gave me a good-luck handshake as I left. I showed back up with Sari and a big smile on my face.We both went to our desks, and I sat down.“Well?” he said, “I know you don’t get the results for about. "Won't we be getting there awfully late for dinner? It's several thousands of miles, at least, and here it is after 7 already. That's east coast time, and it gets later going east, of course. Are we having a midnight dinner, Mr. Hawthorne," Rebecca asked."Oddly enough, it's a little later than that, ma'am," Michael laughed. "But time is relative, as Dr. Einstein famously said. In our case, we'll jump ahead six hours going to Geneva. This flight will take about 45 minutes, and we left your home.