Lady Beatrice was visited by Lord Darius.
"What's happened to you, my lord?" She was dismayed. He was minus the right hand and right leg!
"It's not important!" Lord Darius replied brusquely.
"Not important?"
"I need my drink!" He seemed thirsty.
"Okay! While I prepare myself, you tell what happened!"
"There's something different about you, Beatrice. You seemed more aggressive..." He was disrobing while talking.
"Oh, you won't believe it if I told you!" She handed the rubber tube and the needle. She winced when he pierced the small wound from yesterday. A client had chosen her navel, too.
"Try me!" Lord Darius sucked while listening.
"I can't remember him then... but his name is Piao Cortez. He says we have a child--"
"And do you have a child?"
"Yes!" she answered defiantly.
