When and how to gesture. How to pause, looking around the room and making eye contact. Where to speak softly. Where to raise my voice. As a lesson in ...ublic speaking, it was awesome. Finally, she pronounced me fit to meet my public.My public, initially, consisted of Mr Sanders, who was ready to throw in the towel and demand I find a new solicitor to act for me. Bobbie asked him to listen to me first. I gave it to him, full force. I could see him wavering."Well, Mr Harper," he finally said. "You. It's not right!" She blurted out loud pausing on the stairs for a moment, she wrestled with the thought a moment and then hurried up the stairs.She entered into her room and stripped off her clothes, her fingers fumbled nervously on the straps of her high heeled shoes buckled around her slender stockinged ankles. She kicked off her shoes and peeled off her pantyhose and headed for the private bathroom adjoined to her bedroom. After her shower Lysandra got dressed, she figured she would go out. Stacey stiffened and stopped moving, so did Marlene. She reached out and picked up the phone. ‘Ah…yes, Carlotta? I…I thought I told you to…to hold my…calls,’ she stammered, then she listened. ‘Oh…it is? OK, I guess I had better take it, then.’ She held her hand over the mouthpiece of the phone and looked at Stacey. ‘This is a very important client. You stay where you are, this won’t take long.’ She pushed a button. ‘Hello…Mr. Smith…’ she said. Stacey began to gyrate his hips and, as Marlene. " Oh dad," he groaned in a resigned tone as he watched his hair beingtwisted tightly around the curler and pinned to his head."WAIT!!!" Kevin shouted sitting up in bed breathing hard."Honey, are you OK?" his wife Erica said startled shaking him. "Youwere dreaming." Yeah. Oh my god it was so real," he said looking at her now. "It waslike in the 60's and I was, well.....my mom and dad were.......notnormal. Nobody was normal, except for me." It's OK baby, it was just a dream," she said kissing his.