Dear Jackie,

Jackie, Jackie , Jackie. I should have listened to you- see now I am with child. Oh don’t get too worried, I am not pregnant, but I am literary with a child. I met this fresh blooded stud Monday night and have been shacked up since in a grotty Marylebone hotel (Not on Park Lane- Not my standard)
Anyhow, this young boy has become ever so infatuated with me, and now I cannot get rid of him. However fun these young things can be for a night or two- in the long run they are just needy and, as you have said many one time, TROUBLE.
Dearest, do give me advice on how to deal with this. Should I slip him a crisp note, or perhaps ask one of Don’s guys to help me?

Awaiting eagerly advice,