(http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSHpzlTj0RCU_lHFINhjhDOyIeWIvjo__Hcf32_vUIdd-muv7Rhxw)<br/><br/>Present day<br/>Location the gardens<br/>Tagging Mister Frottage<br/><br/>Babs was calm and collect, well as much as ‘Crazy Babs could be, the fact was it was all a matter of perspective was it not, sanity was just a state of mind. Pouting just a little she then half smiled, the young woman in a strange way was attractive, her large eyes seemed to be gentle pools one could easily fall into, and though not voluptuous there was a certain athletic quality to her. She walked with grace, or at least with a fluid almost watery motion, as if her feet barely touched the ground. All the time Babs was completely silent.<br/><br/>Letting her hands to show no weapons the reader shrugged her shoulders and let the fine straps slip from them, a few scars were visible in the moonlight still those dark eyes held the man, for but a moment she was little more than a child and the next moment a woman, whatever she was Babs was distant now.<br/><br/><em>Moonlight and death were in the narrow Black.<br/>Starlight and death were too on the planet.<br/>Blindfold the lamps of home…”</em><br/><br/>Once more there was that soft smile as Babs closed her eyes, letting her dress fall a little lower but remaining with some modesty, she really was no whore, but if it became essential, she could be but he would die afterwards. Her long lashes remained as curtains as the reader walked so slowly.<strong> “Sir A am a thinkin’we are on the same side, Ah jus came to look is all nothen’bad. “ </strong>Babs was closer now and ready if something might happen, aware that he had similar intentions but not aware of whom he worked for.<br/><br/><strong>“Well ma’sweetpea it lookslike we are getting’to a stalemate, A’ just want a game a cards,an meet ma man but was checkin’ things out, seems you had somthin’ else in yer mind.”</strong>She slowly moved again so soft like some kitten. All the time Babs was getting some measure of the man and his moves.<strong>“Thing isya’ll can kill me, I ain’t armed, but that’s real kinda messy, ya can rut mebut that gun needs ta go I aint that pervy Mister Frottage. So A am’ real quiet,ya’ll want the check this outso... A can play some cards an the rest and get the rut off this rock. If ya want ta stay on yer own A am sayin’ nothin’ me A jus'wanna make me sum creds.” </strong><br/><br/>Babs adjusted her dress and her hands whilst just removing her shoes Right now the reader was ready for all eventualities. All the time she had been soft as sugar candy and more than that her voice was barely audible.<br/>