I hung my headthinking about what was coming."Fall to your knees and beg to please Her. She loves that".ruth's voice whispering in my ear. I was about... to ask how s.heknew what Rachel liked when I felt Mistress Rachel's foot,pushing me. Gently this time. There was a look of absolutetriumph in Her eyes, almost like this was better than sex forHer. Seeing me humiliated and brought before Her was what ittook to bring Her off."You look so much better my dear. And that's a darling outfit,so clever of. A lady, Mrs. Allison, a lovely blue haired old dear really, complained to the police that strange men were 'lurking around' behind her house and I dropped in to explain about the police and for whom they were searching. She invited me in for the traditional 'cuppa' and to meet her boarder, 'a nice young man.' He met me in the hall as he was leaving his room and I'm afraid that the years away from my former profession proved me rusty. My face must have showed my surprise as he immediately pulled. “What?” she asked.“She was behind me as I brushed my hair, just for a second.”“It’s probably just your mind. Don’t fret. She’s gone.” But she couldn’t hide the concern in her eyes.Then there was the incident with the locket. We’d gone out to dinner and, sitting at a table, Eleanor suddenly reached across and touched it. The problem was that I had no recollection of having put it on. She opened it and there was a hank of black hair curled neatly inside it.I’d also had a couple of dreams about. He was too easy sidelined by Jennifer when they wanted himout of the way. She could take his job, and did on occasion. He needed toinsure that could never happen. John had to regain control of the bank andthe money. So he started creating secret accounts. He knew how to do itwithout anyone else knowing. Jennifer kept a close eye on him, but therewere some things he knew that she didn't know. He worked around her and shewas clueless most of the time. A few things that she didn't.