“The last two places were full, and the roads are pretty bad out there.” I am banking on luck. If worse comes to worse, I wonder if they will let ...us sleep in the lobby. I make my way over to the couch, and the woman on the other end smiles, her hazel eyes conveying a degree of worry over the situation, but also a glowing warmth. Mmmm.“Hello there. Do you mind if I join you?” I ask. I note a glass of what looks like white wine in her hand. She has wavy, very full hair, that she is currently. Was my feisty little partner planning on mayhem? I found that hard to believe, and yet, what other reason would she have for visiting Princess Bubble in the middle of the night? Alarmed, I began to dress, ready to race into action at the merest provocation of violence, my gaze glued to the screen as The Bug snuck into the room occupied by our guest. Quickly I switched cameras so that I could monitor within, not even bothering to worry about the ethics of my actions. After all, there was every. I am going to be setting up a deal for the man. I want him to be able to find himself another woman a woman of quality that will support him and make him happy. Financially, he will be set for life. I’m thinking ten million after taxes. And, we’ll throw in a house, a car, maybe two of those. I don’t know. What do you think?” he said.“Yes, those. But what about a job? I mean with the big dollars he might not want to work, but knowing the man like I do, like we both do; I’m thinking he is going. Each woman sat alone in a separate room tightly holding the other end of her rope and wondering who would come through the door."Remember the rules everyone," shouted Sally. "No giving away your identity."Anne sat in the nearby dining room, so her man was the first to arrive. Through the doorway, crept Jack inching his way along. When he arrived at the end of his rope, Anne stood and gently pulled his chin down to her waiting lips. He knew instantly, given the distance he had to stoop, that he.