’ ‘Bullshit’ Warren said‘, what makes you think that your wife is all that? Everybodysays that their wife is all that . What makes you so sure...?’ ‘Youcan see for your self man ‘, I tell them as I pull out my wallet andshowing them her picture. ‘FUCK ME’ Tyrone shouts. ‘She is fuckin’fine, & I luv hot lil redheads. Is she a natural redhead? ‘ He asks?‘Totally,’ I tell them, smiling ear to ear at the envious tone intheir voices. They are still passing the photo around, and as I lookon Omar starts. Then reporting to Bernard are two important people. Me, I actually run food and prisoner distribution; and you, you run the entertainments side of things. So, what do we do now?"Again ignoring the question, Martha observed, "You don't run those auctions at all well. You could get twice the money, well, maybe not twice, but a lot more, if you put the worst prisoners up first and saved the best until last. And you should sell all the men first, and then the women."Kate thought about that for a. ” She stopped there to get my reaction.It was a test, I immediately recognized. Was I as good as my word? I had decided, after all. My only question, “Will he stay overnight?”A brief hint of a smile, “No, he stays with family and we’ve kept this looking like just an evening out. Besides, I’ll want you after we finish, that is if you still want me.” She finished with a questioning look.Another thought ran through my mind, “Can I have you first?”She shook her head, “I don’t think that’s a good. Later.’ I went down the elevator and exited onto Park Avenue. I quickly hailed a cab and got in, I only had a half hour or so until the girls got home from school. The Lowensteinses live in a gorgeous brownstone on the Upper West Side of Manhattan. Todd Lowenstein is a partner at a big law firm down on Wall Street. He’s tall and muscular and great with his two daughters, Casey and Cara. Mrs. Lowenstein died 5 years ago during Cara’s birth due to some rare complication. Poor Mr. Lowenstein has.