In fact, as I read on, she hinted that we had been more than friends. She wrote that she would be visiting Paris in a few days, and she was hopeful th...t I could meet her there. I was fascinated! Who could this woman be? I assumed that she must have read some of my books, and fantasised that we had met. But then I came to a paragraph that said, ‘I’m certain that you will remember my sister, Contessa Juliette di Lombardi. Juliette will be staying with me in Paris. She would like to meet you again. Petra?s breastswere now a nice shade of blue and Toni delighted in teasing them a little bynudging them with her knee. This was enough to send shockwave after shockwavethrough the Lebanese woman?s system, making Lucy wonder if she should saysomething about this casual bout of cruelty. Finally, Toni gave up on this playand had the woman she was abusing stand. This was not easy owing to thehandcuffs and the recent rough play but she nevertheless managed to do so. Slowly,Toni undid the wire around. . secrets, Petey,” his wife said.Jenn got in the window seat; Lily got back on my left leg. I carefully moved her to across my entire lap and folded my arms around her.“Michael,” she said, “You are so warm. thank you for letting me be your friend.” As Stuart and Brian walked by, I set an appointment for us to have some corporate meetings over the next week.Lily’s brothers, Mike and Jeff walked by with Jeff saying, “If she bothers you, send her to us.”“TRACY?” I yelled.“Yes,” she said popping up. She shouldn't have worried about my response to her admission of guilt. There was no way she could have known that she was filling a longing on my part. I had suspected something ... had wanted to know for so long. She totally owned me that night. The relief from her was audible and physical. Nothing was the same after that night! Over the coming year I couldn't get enough of her story and had her tell it to me over and over again as I questioned her in detail.It also emboldened me.If she had.