I told her I was catching the afternoon train at Flinders Street Station to go home on and see my parents. Some fifteen minutes before three o’clock... my taxi arrived outside and I asked the cabbie to take me to The Rialto Hotel. Jon was patiently waiting for me at the foyer. On my arrival, he approached the concierge to take my bags to his room. Jon had had a long day with the Victorian Government and he looked a little tired. Needing a dink to relax, John ushered me to a private lounge within. "You know we'll have to." Why, Lettie?" Yes," I asked, finally getting a word in, "why?" You should know what will happen when this gets around. We've had it before, Lottie makes a mistake and we're persecuted." Lettie rounded on me."I'm sorry," I said, "but I don't quite follow this. I appreciate that there are people who would be quite unpleasant if they found out, although I don't know why, but there are. And how will they find out?" Because you'll tell them. You won't be able to resist." I. The chair was positioned so that the gun remained pointed in the general direction of Jesse."Say what you got to say, mister, and be quick about it," said the man.Jesse then told his short story."As I said, Lester was a crewman on my gun. I had just turned and taken two steps back to get another shell from the ammunition trunk when a Yankee shell found us. I survived, but the rest of the crew was killed. Lester died a soldier's death, manning his gun in battle, under fire. He was unflinching. He was very sweet and affectionate and his face lit up when he saw me and our new friend. I introduced the two of them. Ish was in a robe slightly too large for his very slight frame, loosely tied sash and any movement caused it to open to give a fleeting glimpse of the smooth body beneath. Ty squeezed my hand gently. Paul was out by the pool. We followed Ish through the house and out to the spacious pool area. Paul was stretched out on a deck chair, naked. His entire torso is covered by a.