Then come back down here." Really?" I wasn't sold on the idea. "That's a bit much." I'm not gonna to get upset if you don't, but I'd like you to do it...,just to see if you will."I sat around the room quietly for a moment, and Gwen went back toreading her book. I didn't know if she was serious or not. I felt like Iwas insulting her by not doing it, so I went up to my study for a whileto work. The maid's uniform was in the next room. I went in and justlooked at the box where it was stored, then I. "Were ready to go now."She nodded and strolled over. The chargehand climbed into the cab, to join the waiting driver. At the truck she climbed into the back of the truck and sat in the middle of the bags.Ashanta Faratayanti climbed back out of the cab as he realised Alice was not joining them in the cab."Alice! You knew we aren't allowed to let you ride on the truck."The young white girl pouted back at him."There's no room." Come inside, you can sit on my lap."Alice thought about this. Sitting. I think we should hang onto the pictures while the story'sstill spinning out, and then release them for a last boost in saleswhen the public stops buying and nobody cares any more, exceptmaybe you." "So hang up your dress and take your shower or your bath, and oilyour bottom so it feels better, you'll want to keep it oiled anyhowfrom now on, and we'll go off to the mall and get you some morewhore wear, vinyl short shorts maybe, and a leather bra, and lotsof frilly stuff, and other kinds of. . I’m Dennis Baxter ... And this...” He looks down to his side, then continuing, “ ... is the one and only, Casanova ... The third.” He pauses, taking a breath, then continues his intro. “And this week we’ve made the short drive to Peckham, in London, to meet an older lady, who wants to break the oldest of taboos...”He points to the side and we pan the camera around to point back at the row of houses – just in time to see a smiling, round-faced, slimmish, middle-aged woman walking down the.