True shit, I thought. I clicked reply, and texted, “Yeah, I’m dying right now.”I saw Dave and Greg walking back to my car, and saw her text, “...anna chill?”I looked at the phone. I wasn’t gonna be weird and scared, I thought. “Sure,” I wrote, “where can I pick you up?”Dave and Greg sat back in my car, bumped fists while laughing, and put Greg’s bag in front of their seat in the back. “Where you guys wanna go back?”“Drop me off at home with Dave.” Greg said.I dropped them off, and when I was. Lucky Helena took the old key for 2004 as the new keys would not fit. Inside 2 and 3 were more boxes like in 2001. These they moved to room 2003 to investigate. In 2004 they found a pile of suitcases. They opened a case and found it full of new clothes without labels. Helena held up some of the clothes and felt they fitted the old lady who had the unit. They check 4 other cases and found he same. Loading the six cases into Fred new car they took the suitcases to the charity shop in South Tweed.. I ordered from the Internet a pair of brown ankle high boots. The boots looked comfortable. The next tree days in London would include walking and standing; I needed to have shoes that would not hurt my feet. In my suitcase were my makeup kit, stockings, wigs, and panties, red knee-high PVC boots and fake silicone breasts. The suitcase weighted 25 kilo. I arrived at London Heathrow Airport at 10:45 on a Monday. I had two suitcases for my traveling but only need my Cindy suitcase with a change. Someone at the f ... front door?" he stammered. "Or maybe I didn't close it properly. I'd better go and make sure. You can't be too careful these days, can you... ?" How strange!" Mrs Duffy turned back to her daughter. "What are you hiding behind that cushion, Fluffy?" Nothing!" It seems to be taking up an awful lot of room for nothing, dear!" I'm not hiding anything. I'm just cold, that's all." She hurriedly dashed a bead of sweat from her brow."Those are nice trousers, Fluffy," said her.