Welcome back everyone. Enjoy and review.

Basil Hagen

Basil Hagen was the son of a friend of author Cassius Hagen, a friend of Veronica's father. He and Veronica had become friends early on and began an amour, defined in the dictionary as "a secret or illicit love affair or lover." Veronica wanted to control Basil through his hormones due to Basil being an "alluring philanderer" and the reason that description of him was in quotations because "alluring" means "powerfully and mysteriously attractive or fascinating" and "philanderer" means "a man who readily or frequently enters into casual sexual relationships with women." Basil's face had been disfigured by burns in a car crash resulting in his face looking like a skull so referring to him as "alluring" would have been a great stretch and it was pretty much just something that Basil had attached to himself even prior to his disfigurement that did not match either because Basil pre-disfigurement had a front that exclusively a materfamilias could adore or as they say in the common way: "a face that only a mother could love." As for Basil being a philanderer that much was in fact true due to Basil being involved with a total of four women, one of which was Veronica.

When Veronica had come calling on Basil he had been writing his autobiography under the allonym of Philip Pratt. His autobiography was rather… Hard to describe! It wasn't badly written. It was just so fictionalized and bordering on fantasy that calling it an autobiography would have been like calling "Flash Gordon" a true story.

Getting up from his chair in his semi-luxury apartment and by "semi-luxury" that does of course mean a poor imitation of an actual luxury apartment, Basil answered the door and beamed a concupiscent beam.

"Veronica, what do I owe the pleasure?" asked Basil, his voice deep and smooth.

"A matter of business first and then later a matter of coition." Replied Veronica as she walked in. "I want you to either procure Venus Kellerman to leave the fashion business or bludgeon her to leave."

"A younger rival?" asked Basil, closing the door.

"Indeed." Veronica took a seat on the flooring. Given Spartan Basil's chairs and chesterfields were, the flooring really was more agreeable. "Will you do it?"

"For you?" Basil walked over to her, taking a seat next to her on the flooring. "Anything!"

And with that quickly dealt with they osculated.