. what did you say the name of that guy was?" - pointing at the imposing statue at the end of the prom - "After all, he witnessed your proposal!" Oh, ...hat's Earl Brithnoth," I said. "Earl as in nobility. A local hero. He died leading a Saxon army in repelling a Danish invasion in 991. There's an epic poem about it, but it's written in Old English, or Saxon, or some such. His bones are in Ely Cathedral, but less his head, because the Danes cut it off." Too much information!" she laughed, "but. There is only so much time a man can spare for amusement during the working day. Anyway, the good Mr James obligingly suggested that his wife would help out. Most generous; most thoughtful. Exactly the sort of chap the Institute should be working with. I was very happy to extend his contract."I'm pleased to hear it, I thought, knowing that an improvement in Meriel's fortunes would find its way in part to myself. As for Nicola, even though nothing in her original adjustment had prepared her for. Fine. I know whom you are talking about. I don’t know why you two don’t gel up? You two are perfect for each other?’ ‘Oh really? And how did you deduce that one?’ Jenna asked her best friend. Neil gave another exasperated shake and she sighed, ‘Neil, I know you want to help me but seriously I have had my share of creeps in one lifetime and Rylan Washer is too much for my plate. Do not pursue this matchmaking craze of yours again. Not with him.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Why?’ Jenna literally shouted back at. I told her, “Go sit down, I have something I want to show you.” I turned the television on, and the first picture was one of her standing up. In this one she was showing off her beautiful tits with just a pair of panties on. The next one was her lying on the bed with just panties on. “Where did you get these pictures?" She asked. I told her, “I happened across them on the internet. I want you to sit back and look at what I found. Then I want you to explain why you did this.” I flipped through.