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250%u201cA cup of tea, first?%u201d He asked her. He had taken her to his house in Valley Road. It was a large three bedroom house, better than the small working-class house she had been reared in. It was the residence of a middle-class professional.%u201cYeah, okay. Nice house. What job do you do?%u201d She said.%u201cI%u2019m a doctor,%u201d he said. %u201cI have my own GP surgery but I don%u2019t do house calls.%u201dHe made tea and said, %u201cLet%u2019s sit in the living room and have it in there.%u201dThey went from the kitchen to a beautifully decorated front room. She sees the television in the corner, and points at it, %u201cIs it colour?%u201d%u201cYes. A lot of stuff is still being made in black and white. But I love watching the Hollywood films. They%u2019re in colour. Would you like to see? I can turn it on while you drink your tea. Would you like some biscuits with it? I have some rich tea. You can dunk them.%u201d%u201cYes, please.%u201dHe gets up, turns on the television and leaves the room. She%u2019s enthralled by the colours on the screen.%u201cHere we are. I%u2019ll put the packet down here next to your cup. Drink up now.%u201d He told her as he returned. He sat down and Stephanie sipped the tea.%u201cHow long are your wife and daughter away?%u201d She asked.%u201cTwo weeks. Their first trip to Venice.%u201d He told her, looking at her crotch beneath the short skirt. %u201cThat skirt is quite revealing.%u201dShe smiled. %u201cCan you see the crack of my fanny?%u201d%u201cThat, I can, through your thin knickers. It%u2019s what attracted me to The Girl Who Cried RapeChapter 2: Home From Home