"Ruth Hansford-Jones," I reply. "Pleased to meet--" I know, sweetheart. You're the girl who's much too intelligent to bewasting her time in a place li...e this just because she blames herself forthe break-up of her marriage. That's what Norah thinks, anyway." I'm sorry...?"They've been talking about me behind my back? What else did they discuss,the reason I haven't got a boyfriend?"You're also fighting shy of getting involved with the opposite sexagain," Kerrie goes on, as if my thoughts have. " Not daddy. He's a diplomat." Well shit."The pirate reaches around the back of his head and I hear a quiet click as he unlatches his helmet. Gripping both sides he carefully lifts it from his head. I look up in shock. Where I imagined the hard-jawed, scarred face of some asteroid-dwelling ne'er-do-well, instead I see a space-siren: green eyes glittering with mirth as she runs her fingers through a long auburn french plait. The rusty red tresses, crimped from the plaiting, cascade down over the. You've just woken up after a terrible night's sleep and decide to switch on the TV to forget about last night's drama. On the news you hear a report about the "Masked Rapist" finally being caught, apparently the bastard's turned himself in unmasked and claimed that someone made him do it. "All 57 times someone else made him do it? What did they blackmail him into causing 33 pregnancies? Yeah right, typical nutcase." you thought. "Those types are better off behind bars where they can't mess with. Now go back over there and don’t keep Jim waiting,” Jillian urged. I slowly and nervously made my way back over to Jim. When I got there, I soon felt a palm squeeze my ass and Jim’s breath could soon be felt against my neck. “Damn, girl, I thought I’d wait forever. How about we go up to my room and make up for lost time?” he suggested as he winked at me. I gulped another anxious gulp, “Okay, I guess we could do that,” I replied rather timidly. “I’ll show you the way,” Jim said, as he took me by.