Gail looked up and saw that they were heading down a narrow blacktop road. After about a mile, John turned right, onto a dirt road. The road wended th...rough some woods, then they came into an open area where a huge white building sat. ‘That’s the main lodge,’ John said. ‘Maybe, if Greg throws us out, we can stay there.’ He chuckled. ‘I’m just kidding.’ They continued on the dirt road a little longer, passing a number of cabins, then John turned into the driveway of a large white two-story house.. Perhaps from someone whoDemetrius had somehow crossed. It would be easier for her to makeassumptions if she knew what kind of work the well-built Grecianbusied himself with during the day. Especially with the kind of moneyhe was apparently capable of earning.The stranger wanted her to get moving the moment she got the address,so she ultimately decided to accept whatever risks would come withthis situation, going right outside to her car. Setting the GPS shehad purchased to the address in the. I looked at the clock and it was five-thirty."Here, Carly, we'll put you back just like new," he said and led me into a spa salon and asked them to do whatever I wanted.I was pampered and combed-out by one woman and turned over to another who redid my makeup better than I'd ever done. I looked better than ever as I walked back out to the front where he was waiting.As he got up, I stood forward and kissed him thanks and we went to the parking lot."Oh, here, you should know who you're with," and. It was tiring argument, one they had had many times since she had first worn the dress against her will. Cadee prided herself that she had yet to use the same argument twice. ‘ This is a semi-formal meeting, a dinner meeting. Having that dress on would more likely scare off any boys that I meet as thinking I,m off-limits more than anything.’ she replied coolly. Although she had the utmost disdain of the fashion rules her mother lived by, she know enough of them to be able to counter her.