Krish and I looked at each other in amazement. "What on earth–?" Do you think he heard us talking about the diamonds?"Krish gave a quiet laugh. "I w...uldn't have thought so; he was giving a very fine performance of being sound asleep if he had." But what has that text to do with anything– do you know that passage?" I am more familiar with the preceding verse, but can see nothing to link either with diamonds. I think the fellow was merely preparing a sermon in his dream." Well I find it very. I the called my friend Gerry , we were un the same unit (Special Forces) we are closer than brothers. He owns an investigation firm , he does not handle infidelity and divorce cases , but he could at least recommend someone. I walked in his office , he said i looked like shit , i said i feel like it . I need the services on a detective . He said by your looks it is not the business it must be Bernie . I gave him the short version of what was going on . He was sorry and. The front room filled with the soft hissing of the girls continuing their toilets, each of their pussies spraying the carpet with a flowing shower of hot clear piss. The Managing Director’s daughter could not believe her luck for this was so much fun and she could not wait to try something else, an event that soon came to pass. Tina was the first to ease up with the force of her spraying piss fountain before the other girl’s followed suite, young Lizzy being the last as she was so full of piss. " You don't have to be interested in 'that' stuff," I said. "Becomeinterested in 'some' stuff. Other than racing, what excites you?"She thought then answered. "I like to read. Old stuff." What old stuff." I like James Joyce and Dorothy Parker."I nearly feel over, and then motioned Becca to go into the den. Ifollowed. "Feel free to read what ever you like," I said.Becca gazed upon the complete works of Joyce, Parker, Pound, Hemingway,Fitzgerald and Russell. She removed a leather bound first.