"It's a depilatory cream."My wife is Portuguese. I assumed she had mistranslated this as I had noidea what a depilatory cream was. I liked Portugal ...ut I hated theirfolk dances. Every tune sounded the same and the women's dresses wereso much like a grandmother's dress. It just wasn't sexy like flamenco.Why didn't they dance to fado which was so much more beautiful?"What do I do with it?" I asked."Rub it on your chest, stomach, arms and legs using this spatula andthen call me."I went into. Walter. Constance had an inner sense of a fragile structure, a house of cards perhaps, trembling on the point of catastrophic collapse. If Walter was out here, it must be Lord Cuthburt in Daisy’s bed. He looked at the door. The sounds coming from behind it were nearing a crescendo, the creaking more rapid. Greta seemed stunned, unsure of what to do. It gave Walter a precious moment to dissemble and stare quizzically at Constance, the very picture of a man who wanted to ask who the devil she. More

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