"Can I help?" I asked the two women."Our car just made a loud bang then stopped," the younger one answered. Younger maybe but she was well over sixty,... the other could well be her mother or older sister.I took a look and I saw the piston had blown a hole in the block and oil was pooling under the car."You have blown that engine, you will need a new engine, that's for sure," I said, giving them the once over. God I could screw both of them, I've never had a woman in fourteen years and any woman. I drove to Carolyn home, parking my Mercedes 280SE, openedmy door and swiveled my girdled hips out of the car, walked up to herdoor (walking in this skirt is difficult), rang her bell and waspleasantly surprised when Carolyn opened her door. Carolyn is a lovelylady who wore that evening a cocktail dress, a favorite of hers shetells; I won't pick out her faults but she needs help with her makeupchoices. I know cattiness is not becoming, but we women always pick upon how others look. I was the. Thus, it’s my view this falls under the realm of stimulating business interests for your state and not a lobbying attempt to influence legislation. Under those circumstances, the trip would be perfectly justified as part of your normal duties to the citizens of your state. Also, I’ll make note you called for a ruling beforehand, which is a rarity in this place. That should silence any accusations and criticisms that might arise in the future.”“Thanks, Bill.”“Not a problem, though I’d caution. " OK, stupid idea. I'll leave it with you, Ian, but please don't be too long." I won't, Henry, I promise. In the meanwhile, keep up the defensive measures you've already instituted." I will. Believe me!"Ian pondered for the best part of twenty minutes and then picked up the telephone. Henrietta answered it. Rupert was out. Ian asked her to ask him to call him back.Rupert did so about an hour later and Ian told him what had transpired. Rupert was silent: shocked and angered."Apart from telling.