And that was without the particularly full post bag of letters from her constituency raising issues of local concern. It was the same for any Cabinet ...Minister, she thought, but even so, by Friday evening, she felt it was time for a drink.Florence felt the bars that clustered in the streets around the Houses of Parliament were far too close to work, with too many opportunities to bump into people she really didn’t want to have to talk to. Her preferred watering hole – something she didn’t share. The dorm mistress walked over to Mary and ran her finger along her gash, applying a collar and lead, she pulled Mary behind her as she barked orders to the soldiers. Mary followed the dorm mistress through corridors until they stepped into a large open area, the ceiling maybe 40 feet high, the walls covered in red and black d****s with swastikas and Iron Cross symbols. The reception area had sweeping staircases, and a balcony was full of High Ranking uniformed and non-uniformed officials, men. I remember finally settling my mind aboutBecca and hoping she would leave me alone for a while.And then I remember my eyes flaring open as the light bulb went on inmy head.===I woke up with a start at a quarter to seven on Sunday morning. Theseries of last night's events still fresh on my mind. I jumped out ofbed and rushed to the bathroom mirror, afraid of what I'd see, or evenworse, feel. I could have slapped myself when I saw my naked male selfstaring back at me through the mirror. People. Then I thought, “What the Hell! Go for it!”“Sorry if I stared,” I said, “I thought I recognized you but I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.”He smiled and nodded slowly, half-closing his eyes, as if knowingly.“Oh, is that why you were staring?” he said, rather cheekily I thought. Then, as if sensing my embarrassment, he continued, “Actually, I’m only staying here this week with Leah and Brad at Number 26 – Brad’s my Uncle. Anyway, where are you off to in your flash new BM?”“Nowhere.