"Sam?"No dodging, no skirting, no avoiding why you're here. Just say what you have to say. "We need to talk. Now."Carly looks away, but she moves out ...f the doorway, to the side, gesturing me in. I run a hand through my hair, my fingers tangling in the thick locks, and walk over to her bed, sitting on it. I think better and stand. And even now I can't ignore the way her body affects me. And my eyes linger on the smooth skin of her legs, the shorts barely covering anything, her singlet,. I am David Ransome and I work in an office on the Honeybourne Trading Estate. I live in Stapleford in a house far too big for me. My wife died some two years ago and I have two adult sons, neither of whom lives with me.”Clearly he was waiting for her to respond so she felt obliged to say, “I’m Wendy Parfitt and I live on the Greenacres Estate with my husband. We have no children.”He thought Nothing ventured, nothing gained, and decided to risk it, “Is that basket of tiny portions enough for. Her back was still not up to the task of playing full competition, but some single-setters in a more relaxed atmosphere were no big problem, especially because she had her personal physiotherapist at hand. The organizers made no problem of paying it all, on top of her sizable fee: tickets for her, the physio and her bodyguard. A one-week stay at a top-class hotel. A limo with driver to bring them everywhere they wanted... After all they had as much money as the ocean was deep, and having Anna. Thoroughly covering every inch of the stubble that the clippers left behind. Then slowly, he produced a shearing knife. Wanda bit her lip in apprehension and began to protest. Gregory could see the fear in her eyes, but that did not stop him. “Now, I know this looks scary,” he began. “...but I can assure you that I'm a professional and know how to use one of these properly.” Wanda took a deep breath now, remaining silent yet somewhat concerned. Placing his fingertips firmly on her lathered.