There were sober matrons, thick-bodied and withdye in their hair to battle the onset of years; there were ladies asyoung as I, as firm of figure but w...ith pert, virginal breasts. I joinedthem in the bath, drawing not a single glance. I was as female as they,as unremarkable in this place as anyone could be. I was as a sister tothem.To one bather, I was very nearly a sister -- a sister by marriage. Inthe person of a plump, attractive woman with full lips, aquilinefeatures and narrow-set eyes,. We had left the bodies to the scavengers; we thought that they deserved no better.The next morning, I slept late. I didn't get out of bed until 8:00 o'clock. It felt odd to sleep that late, but I figured that I deserved it. I talked to George again before I left town. I warned him to watch his back, and to let it be known around town that I didn't take kindly to people who shot at my deputies. I hoped my reputation for ALWAYS getting my man, usually leaving him dead, would help to protect. It had been a good, not spectacular career.The three men sat at a conference table in Paul's office. Paul peered at the elder man sitting across the table from him. Bert's expression was half of concern and half confused. It was clear that he knew the meeting was important, but not the reason."Bert," Paul began, "this meeting is extremely confidential. Everything has to stay in this room."Bert nodded that he understood. Spencer and Wilson remained silent."We've just been at a meeting at the. "What am I wearing today?" asked Amos."Umm, probably a blouse and skirt again. With a jacket on top to keep off the rain. I've got a matching set for you somewhere."The blouse and skirt were dark blue with little white polka dots while the jacket on top was a plain navy blue. It looked quite smart, and once Sonia had finished dressing him properly, she put a little bit of make up on. Pleased with her work, she gave him a very quick kiss on the cheek."You look good enough to eat," she said..