He commanded me to bath first,then took his own bath.The fathers arrived at 7.30 and my cook, General Jackson dressed in hisbest whites and red fez, s...mmoned us to the table. We had a reasonablemeal of roast chicken. Afterwards the three of them consumed most of abottle of whiskey before calling it a night at 2.00 am. We went to ourbeds. In the morning, Redmayne told me that he had not enjoyed anevening like that for many years and thanked me for my hospitality.More Brownie points. It had been. I found her boy stuff next door, a spare room with another double bedand all the toiletries, clothes and accessories you might find in anybloke's bedroom. I sat on her male bed and sighed a big sigh. What wasI doing here? What had I done last night? Was I gay or just curious?I locked the door behind me, put the key through the letter box anddecided I was never going to see Zoe again.Every step I took away from that house pulled at my conscience though.I might not be gay, but Zoe had helped me. “Dan is with me inside and I didn’t lose him to prison,” she smiled, swinging their hand’s side to side, her smile stretching her cheeks.“What, are you fucking nuts girl?” Tracy shrieked.“He beats and robs old women!” Kim added.“You’re both wrong! We were all so wrong about Dan. Boy, was I ever wrong!”“What do you mean?” Kim wondered.“Dan isn’t the man the Police were looking for. He just happens to resemble the suspect along with his SUV. He didn’t rob the old woman. It was a case of total. Each time he bowed respectfully to the Lord and Lady under who’s shelter-rite he was kept.In the light of day the once lordly pair looked worn, dusty, and empty, yet Dag made all the proper manners while feeling only the most meager response. Yet as he turned to leave, the other sight had him bidden to wait so he paused, and a stone slab fell away from the wall behind him revealing a copper-lined chest resting on six claw-feet with the top askew, revealing a treasure hoard. Take it he was.