I'm sorrybut I feel totally different when I wear a dress, don't you?" I asked."Yes I suppose I do, it's different than wearing pants, I'll give youth...t," she said."I think so too, I really love wearing them." "That's quite clear. But when you go out, what are you looking for"?"What do you mean?" I asked."When girls put on make up and do their hair and put on a pretty dress andhigh heels, they want someone to notice them. They want attention. Somewant it at arms length, but some want it. Then he smiled."Very well, if that's the desire of your heart, Santa will see what hecan do." Really?" Really. Merry Christmas, Joseph." Merry Christmas Santa!"And Joseph hurried back to the book shop before anyone saw him.*****That night, Christmas Eve, Joseph lay in bed, alone in his room. He couldhear the talking and giggling coming from the girls' room, and felt likehe was missing out. He wished he could share a room with Paula, like theydid when they were younger.This Christmas was meant. ”Ben led Sophie to a small office containing a scale and a small desk. The blinds in the office were closed for privacy. “Okay, can you stand on the scale for me, please?” Sophie mounted the scale with trepidation. She knew the number on her license was a lie, but she hated to find out by how much. Ben nonchalantly slid the weights back and forth until the scale balanced. He recorded the number on a chart. “137 pounds. Thanks, you can step down. I’m going to measure your hlps, if I may.”Ben. Rob couldnt risk her alerting anyone by just barging in, he had to work out what she was doing and when he could strike. Rob pulled out a small mirror he had in his pocket, it wasnt the optical cables he would have had on a mission but would have to do, he edged her door slightly more open and postioned the mirror to look around. Bingo.Jemma wasnt on her phone but appeared to be on her laptop at her desk, her back facing the door, a headset in. She wasnt talking to anyone particular, her legs.