Marjorie got up from the chair and looked at the foot stool rather quizzically. It is five foot long and two foot wide and really a massage table in d...isguise. John made the foot stool at the furniture workshop at the vicarage. You know men they make things way too big. I know dear the Vicar has that very same penchant. While she moved over and sat on the stool Ali went and poured another tall sherry. She handed it to Marjorie. Oh I couldnt dear not a second Im not good at handling sherry. Ali. "I'm Callie," Callie responded."Hello Callie," Gary said softly.Callie nervously shook Gary Holmes hand, "Come in," she motioned.Cade looked up when they entered and said nothing.Sandy immediately noticed Cade's rugged appearance. The sight of him aroused her a little because he had such a strong male presence. She seldom encountered men like that anymore, especially in the social circles she traveled in. "So what do you think about the new furnishings?" Sandy asked.Cade frowned and stood up to. Elisa, and yes that was her real name, and just about all that was real in her room biography, was now almost 23, it was only a year since she gained her honours degree, in micro biology of all things, but it seemed so much longer. She earned enough from her site room to afford a pretty decent flat and run a new, if small, car. She was unattached having ditched a long term uni boyfriend just as she graduated, but now....well that was an element of the decision making in progress. Was she. Fine, sure, whatever. At least it looked like he was done using me so I could get back to work."You're a good whore and you've got some talent." He commented as we got back into the front seat of the car. "Shame to waste it standing around in the cold night air. I've got a friend who owes me that can use a girl that knows what to do when on her knees and isn't a slab of dead meat on her back. You're not using are you?I shook my head no. I also tried to politely hint that I wasn't looking for.