Mum was looking around at the men, smiling at the wolf whistles she got. She peeled her banana and as she sprayed chocolate mousse on the end, she cas...ually told me she had to see Mr Miller the optician today. There was a big blob of chocolate on the end of her banana, and she explained she had run up a bill again to him. She said she needed better spectacles, she wanted gold rimmed ones.The horror of what Mr Miller had done to her before all came back to me. I sat nervous, my stomach tensing up. It had only been a few hours since then, but he felt as though he hadn't seen her in ages and when she slid across the leather seat at the window booth in the diner, for him to sit next to her, he eagerly sat down and slid his arm around her shoulders. "Lord, I've missed you." He nuzzled her neck.She giggled. "It's not been that long since you've seen me." Just a year." He sucked gently on her earlobe. "I love when you wear this blouse." She had on his favorite blue blouse."And I love when you. I sat in the other chair opposite her. "Any luck?" I've got some more info but it doesn't make sense." I'd ask what it was but you probably wouldn't tell me anyway," I mused.She looked up at me, worried. "If I'm right, and I am hoping I'm not, whatever this scheme is, it'll reach completion tomorrow night by midnight." Other than not knowing what the scheme is, why does it being complete at midnight not make sense?" Because no scheme I've ever tracked has ever had such a defined time of. ‘Justine?’ David R. watched as Justine approached, caught a glimpse of her cleavage, felt naughty thoughts as she adjusted the mask over his nose. ‘Anything else you need to say before lights out?’ David R. smiled, shook his head. Mr Tilley chuckled. ‘Okay, then, you’ll be feeling on top of the world in a minute. Justine.’ Justine stood, dispassionately, at the foot of the chair, and slowly turned the wheel of the gas cylinder. Hissssss… Is this what the perverts pay for? David R. asked.