Out on the pitch the England team were 127 for 7 in the first session of the final day needing another 230 runs to avoid an innings defeat by the Aust...ralians and the loss of the Ashes. With the best will in the world it was looking like a bad day for English cricket. There was a collective groan from the crowd around the ground outside and a ripple of polite applause. 127 for 8, I assumed.The door at the far end of the room swung open and an elderly man in wheel chair barged his way through and. "This is still your home, love, you can go any where." Saul gently tries to reassure him from behind."But that doesn't change the facts. Saul." I voice what I have been thinking all along. "It should never have happened." That's right. So we are going to leave it alone. Now." Nimrod ends the topic, with a chopping motion of his hands."Now on to brighter things." he pulls my hand to his lips and gives me a quick kiss. "How did you learn about this Rich person and his empire?" That's right. He. " Please no. I mustn't," she whined, "I never, you know with close friends." Well this time your going to make an exception," I said sternly, "don't worry I'll be there too." How are you going to arrange it?" she whispered."Well I'm going to say that you would like a new set of pictures," I said, "and I'm going to ask him if he wants to take them and of course I'll be there to help and get in the pictures too. You can model that new bikini of yours just to set the scene, exposing as much skin. “My Master, I should not be here. I am a slave girl. All of these are free people. It’s not right.”“Rebeca, my Sweet, you are as good as any of these others. With your new clothes, none could tell whether you are free or slave. Also these people don’t care. You’re here, eat and enjoy,” I told her.“Thank you, my Master,” she finally got out with a sniffle and a hiccup.“My Sweet, you must call me Robert, not my Master, just Robert. Can you do that?”“Yes my ... Robert,” she managed. We joined the.