’ ‘I don’t mind that.’ Dodie and Algebra wandered together to the bathroom and Algebra was gestured into the bath where she lay down in the co...ld empty interior. Dodie in the meantime opened a can of beer which she deliberately sprayed over Algebra’s body as the froth came bubbling out. She then glugged at it quite desperately while eyeing Dodie lying in anticipation with frothy beer over her breasts and trickling down her stomach and tangling in her pubic hair. She very soon finished the beer. After all, I was practically his great aunt as well asbeing almost three times his age. Not that I’m a crone� far from it. Nature has allowed me to age gracefullyso that my full body in still more buxom than matronly,but my clothing never advertises the fact. My hair isits natural silver, worn in what they used to call apageboy style, and in some ways you could almost callme prim and proper. I’ve got generous curves in all theright places, but I’m no sultry sex siren. Anyway,. " Mrs. Lynnette, my honor thanks you for your diligence but it's not needed. When or if something happens it will be my choice. Now I need to tell you that we're going to need things for a barbeque tomorrow. The board members and their families are also coming. I think I'll also invite Mr. McDoogle and his family too. But there is going to be one family that might be moving here; Mrs. Thorton and her children. Her husband had a gambling problem and well ... he took the coward's way out and he. ?When the punters are in, of course.??I thought you might recognise them,? said Strangways. ?But, then, there have been so many haven’t there? Louise Barchant? Annette Coursonne??Clegg peered at them again. There had been plenty of girls but he prided himself on trying never to forget those he abducted. He remembered the girls but he wasn't keen to let Strangways know. ?Really,? he said, feigning indifference. ?French girls, then, by the sound of it. Should I know ‘em??Strangways smiled.