’ I said. ‘I don’t know that we can afford this place, so don’t get your hopes up just yet – but at least have a look and tell me what you t...ink, how you feel.’ As we went around the house I explained as best I could what changes were going to be made and watched Helen’s face for signs of her reactions. Just as I’d expected, as we went from room to room and she began to imagine how it might look when finished, I saw how her eyes began to sparkle and how her face positively glowed with. What size do you think we ought to go for?" I'd like to have four bedrooms and a bit of garden but we may only be able afford three." I'll get them to send both."They talked about the wedding in vague terms."Apart from the girls, the Witherspoons, the Edwards and the Grants there's no one really for me to invite," Polly said wistfully."I don't know. What about Mrs Yates, Mrs Olney and Mr Wainwright?"Polly nodded."There's also that nice Hardacre couple."Polly giggled.Polly left after supper.. We reached there at around 10 PM. Immediately he fixed me a drink, gave me a dress and told me to try that. It was a pink blouse with a green bottom - both leather - and he also gave me a threaded bra and panties. I put them all on and showed him. He also had changed his clothes by that time and was in a t-shirt and shorts. He looked at me appreciatively and said, “Let’s do it.”I said okay and we made our way to the bedroom. He stood behind me, wrapped his hands around my tummy, turned me. ." The red light on the camera dimmed, signaling the end of the tele-interview. Eliza stood from her stool and stretched. She reached down, picked up the thin gold-rimmed glasses that hung from the collar of white blouse and put them on. The studio around her came back into focus. The cameraman and producer that had managed the national interview had wandered out of sight.She sighed and smiled in satisfaction, the rush of accomplishing her life goal still fresh in her mind. Through.