Mesmerised. Never at the beginning and middle of our encounter did he let on that he was in control. Its success was in my complete obliviousness and ...elusion. Seamless, graceful entrapment. We began our walk in the park, which would have been disappointingly romantic were it not for the ominous overcast sky. Though he was 6 feet tall, I wished I hadn’t worn my platform shoes. I wanted to feel ever so small in his presence. The smaller, frailer, the better. My cropped jumper, which stopped. Her husband’s father, Alfred Gold, head of the Gold moving pictures studio in Hollywood, had received a telegram from the War Office, informing them that his son was missing, suspected of being absent without leave.The Army were hoping that he had had enough and gone home to the States, but were informed by Alfred Gold that he hadn’t returned, nor had the pilot communicated by air mail letter with his family for several weeks.It was three weeks before her father-in-law got around to telling. She put on the matching bra and stood before me and said, "Do Ilook OK?"As I looked at her admiring her sexy foundation garments shedropped to the bed and opened her legs and, just like Kate haddone previously, she had unpicked the central seam between herlegs and was now displaying her glistening pink inner self.I bent to her and gave her a kiss, a lick and a quick caress andthen much to her disappointment I said "You have to wait."We left our room and went down to the living room, walking. Well if the Italian bitch was smiling at him presumably Grace couldn’t have felt TOO bad about what had happened? Maybe Mia was trying to say Grace had overreacted and not to worry she’d come round?But Mia looking like freaking that. Fucking hell. He didn’t know where to look: at her or away from her or what! She obviously had no morals at all.They set off and pretty soon came to the T-junction and he turned right with Mia. She didn’t seem to be trying to pass him, just ride alongside. Perhaps.