.. was... just.. putting on some sun tan lotion!" Mrs Jones quickly replied back lifting the bottle up for her husband to see "You weren't here, and h... kindly volunteered to help me in my hour of need!"Mr Jones stood for a moment looking at us, and it was then I realised because of the raised back rest of the sun lounger all he could actually see was me sat over his wife and nothing lower."Oh!" Mr Jones finally said "Well thanks k**!" "That's okay" I replied nervously"Just make sure you cover. Once they realised who he was, they’d release him. But she had no such protection. Laughter. Voices. Clara flirting. He didn’t know she could flirt. She was arguing about how much of her wine they had drunk. She mustn’t get drunk, she would give herself away. A groan. Hurrying steps. Silence. Then the door of his cell opened. Clara stood there. ‘Robert?’ she whispered. Of course, he could see her as clear as day, but he was in total darkness to her. He blinked when he looked at her. Her hair. I told Jon that a man was watching me and all he said was, "So what, you've never been shy before". He was right; I'm not shy any more. I just wanted to let Jon know that someone was watching me.I pulled the skisuit properly on and zipped it up. It was a reasonable fit, but I felt strange wearing something that covered so much of my body; and it was warm in there as well. Jon told me to go and have a look at myself in a mirror so I went out into the main part of the shop. The man who had. I want to know the type of vehicle and the condition that it is in and if it is a cargo vehicle, like an eighteen wheeler, I want to know what kind of cargo it is carrying. In exchange for this information, I will give your networks a once only exclusive performance. My newest mate has yet to be welcomed into my relationship with my other mates. I plan to do that tonight. It should be spectacular. If your networks want this, then they'll pay the price and if they don't ... well you three can go.