. ?" Honey, right now, the most important thing in your life is Eric, and his acceptance of you. You absolutely need to have him see your body and rea...ct to it. You were just waiting for another chance, weren't you?" I... Oh, I'm so ashamed!" No! No! No! Don't be ashamed! Be thankful you have a wonderful son who is happy to give you what you need, and who honestly appreciates your body." You mean, you don't think I'm sick?" Not at all. You're terribly wounded. You're just trying to do whatever. "Oh, ah right." he says, "I just hope you two idiots are clean drugs wise!" he says, "Anyway the tester is Mr Graythwaite and you are both studying Sociology, if he asks." Engineering," I says, "I ain't no shirtlifter!" No," Al says, "Sociology is what the dumb blondes do." So you fucking do it," I said, "I'll be the next Adrian Newry and you can be fucking forgotten." Gentlemen," Lionel says forgetting himself, "I mean Lads, Sociology and Engineering, its fine," he said because he thought we. Their only problem was that they might be late for supper. Mostly, the German planes stayed over their own territory, so there was little chance of meeting any on the way back home once the trench line had been crossed.When we got back, word had already been passed up and then down the line that the balloon had been successfully knocked out. We were congratulated, and Jack received acknowledgment that he'd had the right idea on what to do about the great number of German planes defending the. Erin performed the introductions of the now standing men,"Cerise, this is Hezbadiah "Aggy" McCock, soon to be Baron Montrose, and this is his aide, Evan Evans, third son of Curragh. Gentlemen, Cerise, Dowager Marchioness of Claigh Valley."The men's eyebrows were raised quizzically as neither had heard of the demise of the Marquis. Cerise shook their hand and stepped back to offer the explanation,"He was as drunk as a Lord, and slipped coming down the steps from a male brothel. Broke his neck;.