“Wonderful to see you again, Amelia, dear; Jeremy too,” she smiled at Amelia and shook Jeremy’s hand.Amelia gulped and nodded jerkily. “Likewi...e, ma’am.”Wixom smiled at her, then looked at Denise and Kevin. “Mrs Prime Minister, you’ve met Miss Hadad, but let me introduce Miss Denise Roberts and Mr Kevin Coris. Miss Roberts, Mr Coris, it’s my pleasure to introduce you to the Right Honorable Eleanor Grayson, Prime Minister of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.”Grayson. "In reality, we trust," She kicked the slacks across the dirt and smiled as she beckoned me to rise. "I thought you didn't like men?" I took her hand and pulled myself to a standing position."As a rule, I don't," she frowned and narrowed her eyes."New times require new rules," she said softly in my ear as she tugged at my belt buckle. "Undress. We'll explore the boundaries of our new relationship." Her raspy voice was more a command than a suggestion."Out of courtesy, and if you don't mind me. But the dawn is breaking, it’s early morn, the taxi’s waiting, he’s blowing his horn.Already I’m so lonesome I could die.So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you’ll wait for me, hold me like you’ll never let me go.‘Cause I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.”“There’s so many times I’ve let you down, so many times I’ve played around,I tell you now they don’t mean a thing.Every place I go I’ll think of you, every song I sing I’ll sing for. He wanted a conservative, Christian, just shy of plain girl to spend his life with. After his stint of bachelorhood finally died around 26, and he succumbed to his own carnal desires.Watching her grimacing features, he saw her painfully put her arm up, presuming to touch his hand. He felt her fingers slide over his wrists, warm and soft. Then he felt cold, hard reality hit him, like jewelry was sliding on his skin. Josh knew it wasn't one of Sheila's bracelets when he heard the click and felt.