.Sorry, got a little excited there.It all started in my childhood, my father was a magician and he had this beautiful assistant, Tiffany her name was,... dressed in the typical magic get up, leotard, shash, and black pantyhose. God, her legs looked stunning in them. Whenever I watched my dad's show, no matter what feats of magic he performed, my eyes were always on Tiffany's nylon covered legs. I didn't know why, but for some reason I thought they were the most beautiful things I ever seen. I've. When he read the last line, Grantby chuckles. Sometimes you just could not make this stuff up!Grantby picks up his 'phone and speaks to his secretary once more: "Can you try to get me Bjorn Borg or whoever it was?" It was ... Inspector Thomassen and she is a woman, not a man." Of course, well it is Sweden after all." I will call you back." Thanks, Alice."A moment or two later and Alice is back with Grantby's call to Stockholm. An insistent accented voice asks: "Can I speak with Inspector. We had some chat and exchanged our numbers, and we were starting to understand each other. It just happened like a magic. I guess some time everything will pre-planned. Sorry my meaning of that sentence was “wonder’s”. From the very next day we had to go out and enjoy our Day, the days passed away like minutes, the days came where I wasn’t expecting any surprise, we had a fight between us and I was not talking to her for a day, then a message came to meet her, I said I’m busy but she said come. She sighed in deep contentment, thinking back over the last few days, over which the intense happiness of finding out he was in love with her arched like a glittering rainbow. Remembered tenderness made her smile and remembered passion made her breathing quicken, but she was alone in the bed. Some strange instinct of modesty compelled her to gather up the bed sheet around her as she got up, even though memory assured her that there really was no need for modesty around him any more. She.