" Monica said quietly, walking back into the room; Ethan closed the door and followed her quietly, unable to ignore her sexiness as her hips swayed in...front of him. Monica took a seat by the window and poured a glass of wine, calming her palpitations."Would you like something? I can send for beer or-" "Did you know I would come?" "No," Monica shook her head, "I had no idea, I wouldn't have selected you if I had known." "God, I'm glad Dad can't know," Ethan took off his jacket and sat down. " Provided no one can overhear us, that's fine. I'll call you if something comes up before then. Give my apologies to your wife for turning her into a helpless guinea pig, and goodnight." Thank you very much for your idea, Mark. Goodnight."When I hung up, there were several curious looks around the room. From my lap (as from there she could better supervise my reviewing her car information) Julia asked, "That sounded interesting?" I taught Sensei a new technique this evening. I didn't think it. "The kettle's not long since boiled, and I'll make tea."I did wonder what Mum's reaction would be when she saw the colour of Denise's skin. She's of a generation in which a degree of racism is endemic, partly because unquestioned, but if she disapproved she gave no indication of it. Initially, Denise and I sat together on the sofa. Her hand sought mine and I saw my mother smile as she watched. It meant, however, that I had to drink my tea and nibble my buttered scone, left-handed. The rest of. "Oh," one of them said. "Hey ugly."Hope didn't respond."It's rude to ignore someone when they're speaking to you," the other said.Hope tried to walk out, but they blocked the door."You're not getting away from here until you apologise for being rude." Said the first girl, Natalie. She then addressed the other. "Isn't that right, Beth?"Beth nodded. She was the large girl in the group; short but chubby. Natalie was tall and stocky. Neither of them was very pleasant to look at, though Hope had the.