–Erklingen wird – von innen „Glocke“ –die geschlagen – fest mit Stocke –beginnt so fein – zu schwingen –bis es nass - wird innen.Aus...ezogen – ist die Socke –und auf „Hohen Zehen“ –muss sie nun – zum Meister gehen.Schnell schiebt er - von unten –rein - nun in Sekunden –„Dong“ – vom „Meister Wong“.Dieser klopft – was sehr gesund –gar so tief – an Mutters Mundimmer wieder - auf und nieder –wird gebogen – auch gehoben –tief – bis Hilla rief:„Dieser Finger – der ist schlimmer –als die Rute – und die. "Are you still there, Fiona?" Yes, Hank. Please don't rush into things." I'm not but I've come to like you a lot." Me too. Lots and lots but not enough yet." I understand that, believe me. I shall start getting excited about seeing you again as soon as I put the phone down and then there'll be a little nag nibbling away in the background."Despite herself, Fiona giggled. "What does it look like?" What?" Your nibbling nag."Hank laughed. "Like a very black, hairy dormouse with oversized incisors.". ??I’ll bet you do. I’ll bet you wear a nice short dress to show off those sexy legs of yours.? He placed a big gnarled hand on her bare knee. ?You don’t mind me saying that, I hope? You do have superb legs.? He gave her knee a squeeze.Chrissy forced herself to smile. ?Thank you,? she mumbled.?I’m thirty-two, by the way.? After this there was a long, awkward silence. Finally Chrissy broke it by asking a question.?Where did the other guy go???Marco? He’s checking up on your story. He’s still. It has my address and phone number. When do you think you could look at it?’ I glanced at my almost empty glass and turned back to her. ‘Now’s as good a time as any. How about I meet you at your home in twenty minutes?’ ‘Oh … wonderful. Thank you so much.’ She walked down the bar and thanked Nick for recommending me. I wasn’t so sure. I was just hoping I had enough know-how to help her. The last thing she needed to hear was that her computer was dead and had to be replaced. She left in a hurry.