You of course have complete control over your assets. Is there some way you can reconsider?”“I am too annoyed at this time to want to do anything ...except get away from such stupidity among the bank’s senior management. How do I arrange the transfer?”“You have to sign a transfer form, Mr Robertson, before we are authorised to complete the transaction. Have you decided as to which bank you wish to transfer your assets?”“Not yet. I am too incensed. I’ll get back to you later, once I have calmed. There was something powerful at play here although he didn't understand what it was. All he knew was how seeing, touching and smelling his mother's nylons made him feel. He felt the warmth and security of a mother's love in her absence but he also felt comforted, safe and excited as well.As the days accumulated one after another, Billy became increasingly interested and aware of all the nylon stockings around him worn by his aunts, female family friends and even strangers on the street and in. “Serious wards,” she breathed. “Subtle too, they would have permitted entry, but sealed it off and summoned the guards, all of them.”“Can we get around them?” Morgana asked.“Possibly, there are the exit chutes of privies situated in the walls. I do not believe them to be warded,” Adsila said with a shudder.“Great,” Arch sighed. “Let’s go, see if we can find an unused one at least.”It took a little while of wandering, but eventually we found a shaft next to a wall in a room where we could shut. "He must have been special for you to bring him home." "Well, yes," I admitted, "but I had had a lot to drink." "Did you.... you know?" Heather was almost leering. "No I didn't!" I was indignant that she thought I might. "What did you do then?" she asked. "We just talked," I told her. When I saw her look of disbelief I said, "He gave me a kiss when we said good night." "Wow!" she laughed, "You sure are a hot date!" "What do you think I should have done?" I asked getting a bit annoyed with her..