"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Mary Ellen asked."Mary Ellen, shut the fuck up and just listen. The Brit is on his way. Now we know you ar...e helping Jeff and Phil bug my apartment. When he gets here we are then going to kick your fucking door down and recover the recordings. At that point I will call the police and have you charged with tapping my phone without my permission. Of course there is breaking and entering to plant them as well. So unless you can convince me this is. We worked hard collecting all the bales of hay together and putting them in stack's of around a dozen, when the were all in neat little piles" The tractor an old Fordson that ran on T V O ( Tractor vaporising oil ) which was started on petrol then change over to T V O when the engine got hot and also had to be started by a cranking handle which was very temperamental to start at times but this time we had left it chugging in the field so was just a matter of driving it with the trailer to each. Not even once. Terri will give you a massage if you want one; Leo won't even come close to the mat. And every client that has tried anything with me has been thrown out. Literally thrown out – like airborne. So when he told you that sex is sex and business is business, and this is business, it's absolutely true... If Leo says something, bank on it. Now go to sleep and tomorrow, please, try to relax and have fun. You might surprise yourself.?They hugged, and Daphne got up and left.Terri: ?I'll. ‘What? Oh, er, well I expect it’ll be the same as I wore Friday night. I don’t have special clothes for dancing.’ ‘Oh. Okay then. I just thought you might have something more, well… glitzy.’ Stan couldn’t help but smile. ‘No, nothing more glitzy, or glamorous. We’re not talking competitive dancing you know!’ ‘All right then, what colour tie?’ was Anne’s next question. ‘I beg your pardon?’ came Stan’s bemused response. Patiently, Anne repeated, ‘Tie colour?’ Stan realized she was serious and.