"She looked at me suspiciously, but after a few seconds she nodded."Sorry the place is a mess." She had that right. The studio apartmentwas untidy and...dirty, and apart from a broken couch, a TV set, and anarrow cot-like bed, was bare. An ashtray was filled with cigarettebutts and the place stank of stale cigarette smoke. The sink helddirty, unmatched dishes."I have heard you claimed to be Harry Wolchuk," I said.Her face showed anger, but as soon changed to resignation. "You anotherwants to. . microphones are on...... ok, all ready!� Mike was eager to get this shoot exactly right.He was in heavens last week when his new High Definition camera was delivered, and after elaborately trying out all its new features, he was ready to put it to use.At 22.45 h. his doorbell rang. Mike quickly jumped up the stairs to let his guests in.Swinging the door open he was greeted with the sight of two fairly well-built young men, surrounding a small 17 year old girl cowering shyly in between them.. She looked scared and wet.“Harriet?”“Lori come on, it’s been almost two hours. The storm is getting worse and people are going to start coming soon. Please get up.” She was shoving Lori’s clothes at her.She took them and glanced to the side, Madame V’s lifeless body was partially hidden in the shadows. Lori saw dark shadows down her inner thigh and instinctively wiped at her mouth. She suddenly felt very self-conscious and ashamed. She didn’t want Harriet to see her like this.“Now is not the. But back then it was a great place to grow up. There were lots of family's with offspring of similar ages.There was a family down the street that had a daughter that was only a few months younger than me and we always seemed to get on well and spent quite a lot of time together. The summers always seemed never ending back then and what with spending so much time together we did what all youngsters of that age do and played Mummy's and Daddies or Doctors and Nurses, nothing bad just showing each.