I remember falling for some reason, but now I can't remember why." It'll all come back to you. I'm sure part of it was due to the loss of blood as wel... as the knot on the back of your head. While I'm on that subject, I wouldn't suggest trying to sleep on your back for a few days until those cuts heal a little more, could be a painful experience for you." "Cuts?" I asked as I felt my eyes closing once more."Leigh will fill you in when she gets back, now get some rest," she replied sounding far. All present and correct. Heart aflutter, I took off my camel coat, bundled it into my rucksack, and walked up to the door. A normal door, a nondescript grey street in Streatham. I knocked. A moment later, Henry opened the door. ‘Hello, Miss Weston. Follow me.’ He was dressed sharply, in suit trousers, a crisp blue shirt, and immaculate black brogues. The warm eyes of the man I had met in the cafe were gone, instead a steely glare. As we reached the end of the corridor, he opened a door into an. "So you'll help me tonight?" I will if I'm not busy," she grinned."What would you be busy with?" Well I might just be Muff Diving your Mom. We are going to be here allalone while you're out Babysitting." Well you have a better chance with my Mom than I have with your Dad."She pulled on her skimpiest stretch lace pantys over her Gaff, thenpulled the matching lace pullover bra on, knowing her nipples wouldstand out when she got turned on. Then she pulled on a sheer whiteblouse and a very short,. "The lawyer lifted her chin. "Any specifics?" I don't know. I just think that he'd be happiest if he looked justlike the sorts of girls he admires most." What sort is that?" He collects Playboy centerfolds. I think that's the kind of girl he'dmost want to look like."Jethra Courtindale seemed to consider that."But I don't what him to be classically perfect, not a goddess. Themost beautiful women say that they frighten away the decent men andonly the egotistical rats have enough guts to hit.