At my feet, I could feel her clipping and shaping and it feltlike cotton between each and every toe as my shoes had been removed. Theunmistakable smel... of nail polish filled the air, as it was a scent Iremembered from my previous girlfriend. Suddenly the dryer temperaturechanged from hot air to cool air. Once again I could see nothing butshadows, but I knew I was getting my nails done which was scary butactually soothing in a way.Before I knew it, it seemed my hands were now under some form of. The garden was a kaleidoscope of colours and many scents, from a huge variety of flowers and herbs.At the far end of the garden was a double-fronted Summer house and just in front of this was a garden table and chairs. Jo and I placed the drinks on the table and Jo shouted to her daughter, Gillian, that her lemonade was on the table and that their guest had arrived.Gillian appeared from the Summer house and I immediately noticed that she was like a younger version of her Mother. She was. We would probably have lost him on his first assignment, if we had tried to use him against Stalin, as originally planned.Well, here I am in the beautiful state of Texas. I guess it's a fine example of "be careful what you wish for." It must be 115 degrees in the sun—well, maybe that is a slight exaggeration, but not much. Anyway, it's cool enough in this saloon, so I'll relax while I wait for Red Dog McCarty to show up. You never heard of Red Dog McCarty and I never heard of Red Dog McCarty,. So I stop.“Ohhhh….don’t stop!” you whisper urgently, “I’m so close!”“Let’s go somewhere more private,” I suggest as I pull my hand out of your panties “Okay,” you agree, pushing yourself up to your feet, pulling me up behind you.We walk quickly up the stairs, holding hands, dragging each other in our haste to continue, to reach the end of what we have started.We open three doors before we find a bedroom, enter and close the door. In the gloom of the room, illuminated only by the soft moonlight.