Williams. I'm Peter Palmer-Harrison, as you've no doubt guessed. I owe you a profound apology." I don't think so, sir," I said, "I don't blame you a b...t for being suspicious." Humph. Well. May I introduce my wife, Alexandra?"She held out her hand. When I took it, her clasp was firm, her hand warm."Mr. Williams, I thank you. We've missed our daughter terribly and you've restored her to us." Would you like to call me Bill?" I looked questioningly at them. "I haven't used my given name since .... She asked me if I really only slept with black guys. I told her I did and I never wanted to back to white guys. Then I asked her if she had ever been with a black guy. She said she never had and she asked me if black guys are really better. I told her they were and some are even better. I asked her if she wanted to try it out. She said she didn't want to. I told her that yeah she did and I could tell it. She admitted she wanted to but she didn't know where to find a black guy. I knew it was her. She didn’t want to miss out on this opportunity. When she finished, they both left together to meet up with John. They had been at the party for about an hour now. Scarlett and Amanda had been drinking mixed drinks since they got there, both feeling quite buzzed. Amanda was happy she came, getting to spend time with Scarlett. Scarlett, however, felt quite the opposite. Amanda had been pushing guys away from Scarlett since they got there. Scarlett was looking for a chance to go ‘missing’ and. Er wandte sich vornehm ab, als ich es oeffnete und den Brief dort las:"Hallo, es freut mich, dass Du Dich wirklich bis hierher getraut hast.Bitte habe Verstaendnis, dass ich Dich gerne nur als Frau sehen moechte,daher bin ich nicht da. Mach Dich einfach im Zimmer zurecht und rufmich dann von dort an, meine Nummer hast Du ja. Kuesschen, Georg"Die Telefonnummer stand auch noch mal dort. Ich riss das Klebebandab, mit dem der Zimmerschluessel auf den Brief geklebt war undverstaute den Brief in.