Must be something about the Scottish blood, eh?" Sinclair chuckled."If you know all that, then I suppose you know why I'm here?" Gavin asked, stalling...for time while he tried to get control of himself."Indeed. You're here to tell me that my son is dead and that his bastard son has been taken from his mother by Osvaldo Jerez-Gonzalez. I'm afraid you're wasting your time. I already know these things and couldn't care less," Sinclair said, still studying Gavin closely."You know your son is dead?. I mustn't take that chance!Awkwardly, reluctantly, she pulled her proffered charms away from the huge beast's ravenous lavings and backed into the bedroom. Matt looked at her incredulously for a couple of seconds, then responded to the soft beckoning sound of her now- familiar voice. "Come on, Matt... in here with me," she said, not believing that the words she heard were her own. It had to be some other woman talking, not herself... she was actually enticing this virile animal into her. "Yeah, probably," Alan admitted. "We could take turns... Want to go first?" Pamela shook her head smiling. She had him; he'd remember THIS before he messed with HER mind! She waited, while he stood there, feeling her draw his spunk from him. Dammit! He didn't want to just squirt on her! Time to just play the cards, and hope - higher mental functions were eroding away as his 'little head' diverted blood from the big one... "Look, in a minute, I'm going to shoot all over your chest, and then I'm. ..''Liz! Is that really you!'I laughed. 'Yes, it is. I see you haven't forgotten me.''How could I forget you? That would be impossible, I'm afraid.Can I see you?''I'd like that, say a coffee or something?''Sod coffee,' Toby said and I laughed, 'let's have a long lunch.Are you free today?''Yes, as a matter of fact I am.''Good,' said Toby and we arranged to meet at a restaurant in theKings Road, just down from Sloane Square as Toby had declared hewould take the afternoon off and would not be.