When the mothers, both in festively bright dresses, but neither as grandas Maddie or Alex, came down stairs, they found 'the kids' in therehearsal roo...m while Alex taught Maddie to play a few simple pieces. Shewas a good student, enthusiastic and smart, and a very nice person.Alexenjoyed teaching her and, strangely enough, he enjoyed the way shealways spoke to him so sweetly, as if he was her little sister, orsomething. It made him feel... nice."Ladies," June announced from the doorway, "dinner. . undressed ... for it... She looked marvelous. Lounging on the lounger with her back to the door.She stretched.“Wonderful!” she turned, “ ... what happened to your cock?”“Senior Prom.”“Get in the tub!”The healing chamber is jokingly referred to the tub on Cassandra. Never on Crossroads ... the tub gets mad.“Sorry, Sam,” apologized Val Hero-Caretaker. “Don’t hurt him.”“Yes Ma’am.”Since I didn’t know ... Sam could be Samuel ... or Sam could be Samantha ... he/she could change voices at will .... "Hi Janet." I thought nothing about the way he was smiling at me, and smiled back. "How about we go have lunch together?" Now, this was new, because he was my friend, and knew all about me, I said yes. "Great! Leave your car here, I'll drive." I got into his car, then he drove us to the park. "They serve a mean hotdog here Janet." As I got out of the car he took my hand in his, then spun me around and kissed me! His arms went around me and pulled me closer, his tongue pushed against my lips,. Unknown to her, Marcia was the model we would use on most of the Cote d'azur beaches. Mothers, grand mothers even grand fathers were our 'watchers'. A small stipend was paid and a sort of reward if any lead or tip about a suspicious person or group was made. Sure, we had many false alarms, but the value from a legitimate one far outweighed any problems. S E France was no longer the paradise the slavers had been used to.This did not solve my problems with the girls. Both moved in with Marcia..