But as she could see that Liz was OK, her face took on a dark fury. "Dammit! How did the press get hold of this?" As she threw the paper down on the d...ining table. Everyone's attention went straight to the headline — "Pretty Princess? English Princess seeks beauty treatment!" The tone of the article was insulting, to say the least. The writer, it seems, had sources who reliably informed him that the Princess of England (sic) had come to New York's most famous face surgeon for treatment to. Carol Stevenson, CEO of the company her husband had founded.Many of the men and women at the gathering had tried their hand to impress the exorbitantly wealthy Mrs. Stevenson to no avail. They simply hadn't had anything to offer in her eyes. But this girl...She could see potential in her."Well, aren't you fetching." Oh, thank you Mrs. Stevenson," she muttered with a slight blush. She hadn't intended to impress anyone at this little gathering, especially not someone as powerful as Caroline. She went to her bathroom attached to her bedroom, I was getting bored no good show on TV so I decided to get into her bedroom and checkout what she is doing, her room door was open and I get inside, I notice that she is in bathroom so I come out and sat on sofa she came out and ask me about lunch I said ok. She was wearing nighty and towel folded on head. She went to kitchen to prepare lunch after two min I went into the kitchen. I start talking about her college life, I ask her about boyfriend. As George Carlin observed, "Being bi doublesyour chances of getting laid before closing time."Back to Arizona. My conference in Phoenix allowed plenty of free time forme to slip away and play girl, and on that fateful day I intended to knockoff one of the objectives on my bucket list: a pedicure. Withtemperatures over 100 degrees, nylons were out of the question, and Ineeded to do something about the gnarly toes peeking out from the strappysandals I planned to wear with my sundresses.Can.