.”“Yes you should have. I was being a complete dick as you pointed out. Relationships end, Moira. Even ours.”“Is it ended?”“I don’t want...it to.”“Me either.”“Okay. Cheryl?”“Yes dear?”They laughed.“Well he is dear.”“I agree,” said Moe.“This photographer.”“The one at Max’s?”“Yep.”“What about him?”“You going to fuck him tomorrow?”“He is cute, maybe a little smarmy, but...”“Any man who realizes what you hide beneath your clothes will act smarmy if they’re not intimidated. But why wouldn’t you put. “Right there in the Loo.”“What, some pervert in the ladies?” Sue asked.“No, through a hole in the wall between the ladies and gents. There was a bit of paper stuck to the wall, I caught it with my sleeve, it fell off and there was a fucking hole there. I looked through and there was a guy standing facing me wanking.”“Oh fuck, what did you do?” Sue asked her.“Pulled my fucking knickers up and got the fuck out, that's what I did,” Jane replied. “It was bloody huge.”The two friends sat in silence. The house had been vacant for some time, having been previously occupied by a elderly lady. There was nothing in the spy cams in that house that would excite me.I decided to check the cams to see who was moving in, but that would have to wait. I had to shower and make myself presentable for an interview with a local journalist. She wanted to interview me about my home based business which I had successfully franchised to many others around the country.Amber Richards was the name of the. "That's what I want." Oh come on then," he told her and shouted down the small road. "I'll catch up with you later." Hey," one of his friends called."I'll be two hours," he promised. "Got business to do." Emily ignored the language and looked at him as he scratched his head. He lowered his voice and looked at her. "Go to my 'ouse." Just one thing," Emily replied. "I don't want to appear 'round the town. You can take a photo I don't care but promise me you ain't gonna stick me on a poster.".