"*****Erika looked at the stone work of the Faerie lair in the park. "I havenever seen such work before." She ran her hand along the wall. "Who didthi...s?" We did. Back when the Romans first invaded," Compass Rose, the localqueen replied.Erika felt a thrill. The wall she had touched was almost 2,000 years old!"Excellent work," she murmured."We though so at the time," Compass Rose commented. The Faerie realm hadbeen emplaced in a section of pre-Roman sewers. There were only aboutfifty here, but. Well, I had another bourbon, chatted with a couple people andfigured to hell with it and headed out front to hail a cab so I couldhead back to my room.I walked up the street, no cab, then, shit, there is the scatily dressedslut smoking seductively leaning against a wall. She saw me and perkedup. She walked over and put her hands on my shoulders and chest andreached down with a cigarette dangling from her slut mouth and said, "So,decide you can't resist my wicked charms Daddy?"I didn't say. I quickly walked to the platform and entered the train where I found an empty compartment and the train departed soon after.After a few minutes the boys suddenly entered my compartment. Are you mad said one of the boys while trying to catch his breath, you are so naughty! I began laughing and asked them if they thought they were the only ones who could make dirty photos. Then another boy told me that I looked very beautiful. I said thank you and asked them about their names. We exchanged names. "Irina smiles, "Yes Baskerville would have been nice but Sharik and I were forced to use bus number 11."Maria opens her fat mouth, "Wait, I thought you said you walked."I correct the female dog, "Bus number eleven is slang in Russia for walking as the two ones together look like two legs. Now please let her continue."Linus gives me a nasty look and I remind myself that with the information he has, I can not afford to be on his bad side.Present – Linus – At the cabinI can tell there's still some.