’ I told him. He agreed, and he left. Or, I thought he did. What I didn’t know, though, while my back was facing him he’d pulled the curtain ope... just enough to take a glance at my naked backside. When I turned around to rinse soap out of my hair, my eyes were closed, so I wasn’t able to see him sneaking a peak. My arms drew upwards, and my hands ran through my long auburn locks to make sure all the soap was washed out. When I was finally able to open my eyes, I saw him. The curtain was opened. Maybe half of them went towards the guards. The rest went nearly everywhere else. The guards staggered around and clutched at where they’d been hit as they acted out being hurt by the foam missiles.It took a moment of me staring at the chaos before I remembered to fire my pistol.Along with everyone else, Petra had fired. Her bolt had gone straight toward the line of guards but it had dipped down and landed about two feet in front of them.Petra pouted. Then she said, “I mithd.”I waved my pistol. Dawney has given him an opening to contact her again. If he had received no reply whatsoever, he would have had a harder uphill struggle. As it is...Somerset checks his watch. It’s 2:42 pm. The time in England will be 7:42 pm. He looks over the numbers he has for Angela. Her office number? She is probably home by now. Her mobile number? Too aggressive at this stage. Her home number? Far too intrusive, at the moment. What about merely an email? She had rejected him by email once. It would be. I was still enjoying my few dalliances getting dressed upvery lady like and sitting around the apartment. I was still taking my"Vitamins" without think about them, but now I began to notice a fewmore changes. Some of my pants were getting tighter, as my hips and rearwidened a little; my nipples were getting a bit tenderer and the areolasaround them began to get a bit darker and rounder. I also noticed that Itended to become a little more emotional at things that never botheredme before.I had.