‘Oh, Rosie,’ he said. ‘Rosie…’ He shook his head and rubbed his hands over his eyes. His voice didn’t seem to work. ‘Rosie,’ he said.... ‘You must be a big girl now. Mummy got hurt. She’s not coming home. She’ll never come home any more…’ He realised with a start she was all he had now, and he hugged his daughter closely. ‘She’s dead?’ Peggy asked. ‘Yes,’ Dwayne said. He nodded and the tears ran down his face. Rosie started to cry, and Peggy came over to him. She stroked the girl’s head and. “How about you Kate?” “How about me, what?” I replied, somewhat unsure of what she exactly meant. “Wouldn’t you like to go for a dance with Jerome and his friends?” “Ha, I don’t think so” I quickly countered. “I don’t wish to go on anywhere else tonight but would be happy to stay here for a while longer and have a dance.” “Come on then - let’s get out there and shake that peachy ass of yours!” Shrieked Kirsten. Three or four of us made it onto the floor and amongst much hilarity and fooling. She seemed almost like a Barbie doll. Her parents were also rich and so her nails, hair, waxing and tan were perfect along with her taut body and supple breasts. Straight away I was attracted to her. Many a time Jess as we liked to call her would flirt with me and I would return the favour. On the night in question I had had a bit too much to drink and was laying in the room on the bed. Ramesh and Selvin were in at the balcony watching the sea listening to music and drinking. Jess came in and. "Have you even had a private tour of a judge's chambers?" I inquired. "I can't say that I have," she replied. Knowing that Judge Crawford was out on leave for two weeks, and that his clerk always had coffee in the shop downstairs at about this time, I led her to his office. It had a spacious outer office where the clerk worked and behind the large unlocked office door was Crawford's private office. The perfect place to give my new young friend a view from the windows overlooking the park. We.