> From the previous Book1 (a): ...could he keep his hands to himself? Quite simply, NO, as you will discover, but, and it is that very important Big But, he never overstepped the bounds within which I constrained him, although he came oh so close on occasions: the devious bugger knew just how far to go, just like those conniving sex predator patients at High Secure Mental Hospitals, whom I've had to assess in the past. And this hospital seems to be that special link between us - he had been there; was he cured; does he still need help - my personal help? You might call him a misogynist, but as events and admissions unfold, the title is misplaced as he had another connected self, where his UN/Charity positions/female missions put his compassionate self to the fore of their aid programs, without a hint of his depraved, lusting self. He also hated that there were so many whom he felt were really hard done by, again, perhaps surprising, particularly female who suffer at the hand of so much (MALE?) discrimination! (As they did at his hands TOO!)But how he felt about me, again, perhaps not surprising: this looker present a particular challenge for him - but would he run out of time & opportunity - I'll leave that to you to ponder. But, and it was that Big Suspicious But, never lose sight of the question needed to be continually posed: Was it all his fact, or all his fiction, or just totally fantasy on his part? But, his eyes were true live fact which seemed to reach to my nervous inner and seemed to go everywhere - clothing was no bar and I felt it more so than his hands! So, here we enter another phase which his charity position and employ gave him access, the Royal, Rich & Famous, hence the Book's subtitle whose theme continues here: A Freak of Nature!? Regina(l) Ru(l)es and Ru(s)es - the introductory pages will leave you in no doubt. From this we visit his vitriolic revulsion of those who have it all, especially those who substitute one spouse for a much young model; those who make out they care, but from his experiences really just care to look down at us all less privileged - only Sam seemed different to his then young, wet behind his ears self. But what really would gall him would be that he would always be summarily rejected from their Company, as the likes of Jimmy So-Vile were wined and dined by them. His quest for what went on behind the scenes would mean his collar was felt more than once. But, his eyes were opened wide when a certain Plain Jane got hacked and he got another Police Interview Introduction! But, he carried on regardless, as did his low regard of them all. But he carried on with me, regardless of my personal wishes, you will say, as you read! But, you can't read minds, so my wishes might not be what they appear on the outside! Could he keep his hands to himself? Quite simply, NO, as you will discover, as they went even higher as the stakes were raised! The Grand National had a lot to answer for! The stake was just a kiss, as the doctor-patient bounds became blurred! The bar was raised even higher, as that 9 timer feat made its first introduction! BUT MEANTIME THERE WERE TWO MORE NOTEWORTHY INTRODUCTIONS, BUT ONE NOT MEANT FOR HIM?Hello Sam, the Banker, Henry Samuel Guinness/Hello Diana, the People's Media Driven to Despair Princess! Where, their ships crossed bows, as each said 'Hello & Goodbye'. But and it was a terribly fatally felt But: one left a hole below his waterline and he sank without ignominious trace!