Males of the species flocked around her everywhere she went. The male at the party who’d grown instantly infatuated with her wouldn’t have been w...orth putting in what’s-his-name’s face: an obnoxious drunk her own age, twenty two, cute, yes, mature, no. When the clock chimed eleven, all yuletide goodwill had deserted her faster than Jack Frost in the Texas sunshine, she slipped the keys to her maroon Ford F-150 out of her bag and she was out of there. But the night got worse for Melissa before. "You are going to tell me that you are my guardian angel, next," I say, laughing."Yes," she says, "I am glad you accept that fact." "According to the manual," she says pointing to a book, "convincing a person that you are guardian angel can be the hardest part." Wait a minute," I say, "I never said that I believed that you are an angel." This is too weird. Am I hallucinating? I look at the pills, still twenty six remaining. I didn't take any."No Anthony, you are not dreaming this," she. She had also always been a very feminine figureand he couldn't remember ever having seen her in a trousers or evenjeans. Every image her had of her was that of wearing a tailored skirtor a flowing dress, usually made of satin or silk. Growing up he hadbecome accustomed to the feminine floral smell of the house and the palepastel colours that dominated the d?cor. Even his own room had beenpainted a delicate shade of peach complete with frilled curtains at thewindow. The house was now his but he. But you also cheated. You were told to arrive here via the railway station, and although you did go there, you went behind it, away from the lights. Had I wanted you to avoid the lights, I would have said so.?Penny’s eyes filled with tears, Master was upset with her, and that was not what she wanted, she had wanted Him to be so pleased with her.?Get in? Master said, pointing to His car at the kerb. ?I will take you home, but, there will be a forfeit.?Penny walked over to the car, and waited for.