’ ‘Good girl. It’s essential it stays that way. What have you found out?’ ‘A couple of things,’ she answered. ‘The Club definitely has s...ome connection with Big Eddie.’ ‘You’ve seen him?’ ‘No, from what I can gather he never makes an appearance. But someone called Desmond does and Ming seems wary of him.’ ‘Not for much longer,’ he coldly said. ‘He’s next on my list.’ ‘What?’ ‘I don’t have fucking time for questions,’ he snapped. ‘What else do you know?’ ‘I’m pretty sure they pay protection. "After that you can go move into the staff area." Do you have room in your tent?" Chip asked. "I wouldn't mind rooming with you again like we did a couple years ago." Sorry, man," I replied. "Ed Fritz and I always tent together. We have since we started scouts. You'll have to look around for another tent mate." OK, that's cool," Chip said. "I'll catch up to you later."He headed down the side of the pool and checked in with Eric for his swim test. A steady stream of staffers showed up. A lot of. I went to check it out and sure enough, the hard drive was toast. Scrambling to get his Mac fixed I took it to a nearby apple shop and they said it would take 3 days to fix. Returning to my office I told my boss the bad news and without much thinking told him he could use my old Mac in the meantime. I gave him my password and he got logged in so he could access his email, etc… Later that night a thought hit me like a ton of bricks! On my mac, in folder called “logs” on my desktop was a hidden a. The woman who met us atthe door was stunningly beautiful, perfectly made-up and shimmering in acrimson evening gown that clung to her every curve. Those clothes werealmost enough to distract everyone from the fact that she wasn't exactlya 'she', if you know what I mean. I wasn't fooled... but it was a closecall, let me tell you. That dude was unnervingly foxy.I'd never seen a transvestite before--that I knew of, anyway--let alonebeen to that kind of club. Not exactly my kind of thing. Like I.