He looked pretty out of it. His eyes were glazed over no doubt due to the pain medication they gave him. I hoped it would wear off soon."Hey, if it is...n't the loving couple. Come on in and see what that bitch did to me." He said this calmly and as if he was drunk."Please Kevin, we just want to talk. It doesn't have to get nasty." Stacy said with a tremor in her voice. She was nervous but I wasn't sure why. Then it came out."I told you to get an abortion 14 years ago but no, you just had to have. What if we can't get anybody to come ? ? ?Look, the dress is amazing and we only need a couple to come to satisfy MrsFranklin. The guy from ?O' said he would provide a photographer, I deliveredthe wine last night . We can only do our best, now are we ready?? Per had decided that the enticement of the exhibitors would be a multi stageoperation with the first stage getting there interest with the dress in it's ?practicalmode?, as such Dor was dressed in accessories she would not normally be. ” “But you knew he did. I told you. Sunday was when he pulled a muscle digging out the birch-tree stump. Remember? I had to rub his back with rubbing alcohol. He said I should be a professional.” “Yes, you mentioned that. It’s true. Your massages are fantastic. But I don’t see….” I stopped, because just as I said it I was picturing Diana’s pretty, strong, manicured hands sliding over Alan’s firm bare back. She must have been wearing her cut-offs and one of her sleeveless shirts. In the. She was part French, part Italian and part Austrian.She spoke French without an accent, Italian with a cosmopolitan air and Austrian like a barmaid in Vienna.It was true that she was a bit plain in the face but her body was a Greek paradise. I had used her to get information and paid her for it. She had used me for what she needed and I was entirely in agreement with her demands.Francesca had told me of her parent’s farm which was just outside of Trieste on the Italian side of the border. We.