“Are you going to turn the page?” he asked.She handed the album to him. He flipped the page. There was a five-by-seven picture of Dixie and her a ...husband, a two-shot, all dressed-up for something. But both faces in the photo were familiar.“Holy shit!” he exclaimed. “You’re married to Bernie?”Dixie turned and looked at him with laser eyes. “What? You know him?” she said.“He’s the reason I’m here!”“What?”“Yeah, he’s the one who set me up with Reggie, the GM. He helped me get hired here.”Daniel. Beth seemed a little more at ease, but I could tell she could not wait to get Honey to bed and drag me to the confines of our bedroom.When we finished Honey helped cleanup. She was amazed that there was actually a 'machine' that washed dished.Together we took Honey to her room. Beth told her how glad she was that she had come to visit. We told her goodnight and Beth grasped my hand and drug me out of Honey's room. I was just able to swing the door shut as I stumbled after her.She pushed me. "Come in Gail,” said Miss Clearmont.With nervous steps Gail entered and stood before the desk. There was no other chair in the room so she had to remain standing. Miss Clearmont sat on a leather armchair behind the desk looking relaxed and pleased to see her acquaintance."You spoke of a friend's problem, tell me all about it." As she spoke she pressed a button on the desk and the door opened to reveal the butler who had shown Gail into the apartment."A water for me and a brandy for my guest,”. I moved my hand onto her soft thigh, gently squeezing the flesh beneath my fingers. When I pulled away she was blushing again, her eyes locked onto mine. " Would you like to come to my place, Megan?" She hesitated for a moment, and then nodded. " Yes."I drove to the apartment in Turtle Creek, pulling in front of the building the valet took the car to park, leading Megan up the path to the front door and into the elevator. Entering the penthouse, I watched her slip off her shoes, and I took her.