was picking up her clothes as I dried her off. He stepped out of the bathroom
heading towards my overflowing laundry basket when he suddenly stopped
dead in his tracks."
he shouted, "Where's your microscope? I think we have a problem!"
him to hang on a minute as I put Vanessa to bed. She went out like a light.
I put a fan next to her to try and keep her cool as she was burning up,
then went to see what Mol was up to.
standing in my study holding a pair of Van's panties. At first I thought
he had gone weirdo on me, cos it looked like he was smelling 'em!
Then I realised he was holding an 8x
magnifier. He was scrutinizing them, his gaze intense - the face of
an ardent microscopist.