We parked next to Erica's Bentley and enteredwhat was practically a mansion. We had a quick tour of the downstairsrooms and Joy rang a little bell on ... side table. Erica's husbandimmediately came into the room. And what a sight he was...full Frenchmaid's uniform, a little makeup but no wig, short black hair, and killerhigh heels. Lovely legs, I thought, in very dark stockings. He waitedpatiently for orders but when he noticed that I wasn't a genetic woman,he gave me a wolfish smile. Not in line. Ididn't know her, and I hadn't been told to expect any deliveries.In the couple of seconds of me trying to figure out if I knew her or ifthere was a reason for her being at the door, she'd kept smiling and notmoved, waiting for me to speak.If she wasn't going to speak, I figured that I'd have to."Erm, hello?" I asked.She took it as a cue to reply, speaking in a stereotypical local girl'saccent, slightly chirpy and with a distinctly teenage sound to it."Tony?" she queried.I didn't know this. More

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