" Came the reply."I said, 'Stop that!' meaning - don't keep pulling your dress down. You've got great legs and there's only me to admire them." I wait...d for a grumpy response, and when there wasn't one, I went on, "In fact, I think you should show a whole lot more." And saying such I reached over and tugged her hem right to the top of her thighs."See? It's not so bad, is it? And they certainly are great and well worth looking at." I watched Mom blush faintly, but she said nothing and pretended. “You’re disgusting.” “You’re de-lovely.” I knew she wouldn’t get the reference. “Get out of here, okay? I’ve got a 911 button, right here. I press that, and you’re gone for five years.” I lean off the counter, take a step towards her. “Go ahead.” She lunges for the button. I grab her wrist. She squirms, tries to hit me with the other hand. I grab that too. She’s fighting me, not fighting for the button. She tries to bite me, but she doesn’t mean it. She could knee my balls if she meant it. I. Then Terry brought out a second letter. It was dated only about a week earlier, and had obviously been sent to Terry in response to what I was sure had been a follow-up letter from the girl. Again it was signed by Sylvia.“Acting on direct instructions from Mr. W. Cameron Harris, III, our firm has no interest in employing you now or at any time in the foreseeable future.”Never had I seen a letter such as that one. A convict getting out on parole after serving time for embezzlement would have. Oh.” Ana blushed. “I was working at Miss Sabina’s when I ran into him again. I never told you about it because I thought you’d yell at me.” Miss Sabina’s was a high-end brothel in the city center. Ana turned to Treya. “I’m sorry, miss. I didn’t mean to offend.”Treya waved her off. “Don’t mind me, you two should catch up.”“I wouldn’t have yelled at you,” Katrin said. “Sabina tried to recruit me, too, but I told her no. But what about you and Barz?”“He didn’t want me working there after we got.