Middle-class, middle-aged ladies among Tommy's colleaguescome to gawk at the Dutch debauchery, and feel the thrill of contactwith the evils they forba...de themselves when, as undergraduates, theysteered clear of those nasty unwashed hippies who were enjoyingthemselves far too much for their own good. I find that it is worthshopping around a bit, because these cafes are not all the same. Acouple of them are just too seedy for my taste. One should surroundoneself with tasteful decor, all else being. We've had a wonderful couple days and that sun tells me we're going to have a few more." Jamie said as she leaned over and kissed Ronnie on her cheek.Both women sat up Indian style on the bed and pulled the satin sheets up around them as they watched the sun come up. After the 15 minute show the ball began to heat the day as it dangled in the sky.Jamie threw off the sheets. "I'm going to shower so I can feel as fresh as the day!" Do you mind if I join you?" Ronnie asked."Ummm, if we wear it out. “I’m sorry I’m going to have to go and check that out, but we’re pretty much done here aren't we, Claire?” he said“Yes absolutely, I can put down our proposal in paper and have it back with you by midweek. I’ll also put together the renewal contract in case you don't want the additional services,” she replied.Chris left and Claire asked, “Do you mind if I pour myself another cup of tea?”“Not at all!” I replied. “Not long until we can have something a bit stronger!”“Oh god, yes, please! It’s. The phone rang at the unusually early hour of seven thirty on Sunday morning while we were all finishing breakfast before the four of us headed for the factory. Mum was already up from the table getting some more milk out of the fridge, so she went into the hall to answer it. We could only hear her side of the conversation.“Hello Ian, this is an unexpected pleasure, how are you?”“Oh dear! That IS a problem!”“Yes, I’m sure they would. They’re almost ready to leave, anyway. How many are you.