She trudged into the station and was about to go to the ticket window,when she remembered that her cards all described her as Mr and not Miss.She went...to a hole in the wall and withdrew all the cash she could fromall her cards. It was a tidy sum and hopefully would last well past thetime all this idiocy was over.She looked up at the boards to see what trains were immediately availableand the destinations they offered."Hmm. London? What about Brighton?" Are you alright Miss?" Can't decide," she. It tasted like a chocolate coke with a hint of cherry and it probably would have qualified as a date rape drug. Jill came up front just as I screwing the top back on. “So what did you make me?” she asked, with a giggle in her voice. Her eyes were pretty bloodshot. She had a fondness for weed and she had that mischievous smile that I had grown to love. “Something we’ve been working on… I think you’ll like it. You’ve got a sweet tooth, right?” I said. We hung around for a while and had a couple. . But I won’t deny I’m feeling a little bit nervous. The closer I got, the less excited I was and the more scared I got.” A pause. “This is a big thing for me.”It’s not too late to back out... “No. I’m not backing out. Not when I’m so close.” She looks to the side and we pan to show that she’s parked in the street outside Rob’s home in Oldham.Are you excited? She nods.Are you turned on? She smiles and nods.Shall we step inside? She pauses, smiles nervously, and nods.Nadia heads up the driveway. He would, unless I miss my guess, refuse to even consider you as a possible wife without a complete bed-check."Later that afternoon, James was called into the parlor to attend Lady Bishop. She briefly explained her proposal of his marriage to Denise and the fact that she was pregnant. James was surprised to say the least."Lady Bishop, I am really astounded by your generous offer. If you know so much about me, you must realize I can live out my life quite comfortably without worrying about money.