So the ... um ... door is open. And since I helped, I wonder if you can do me a favor and tell me about the companion to this book.” She pulls her c...opy out and holds it in the air toward the man.Geubert sigh heavily one more time before finally turning around. The shock of the man’s face makes the witch stumble back just slightly. He is truly muscular and brutish; the scars covering his chest and face make that apparent. He looks like he was in a fire at one time and his upper body was badly. She dived into the pool. The water instantly woke her up as she emerged on the other side. "Thanks," Helen said pulling herself out of the pool. "Wow," one of the men said. "They are natural." "I told you," Jackie nodded. "What?" Helen asked as she sat down on one of the pool chairs. "Your boobs," one of the other women replied. "They were commenting on your breasts." "Oh," Helen said as she tried to cover her chest. "Don't be shy," the last women said.Helen shrugged the towel off and let them. I didn't think it was that bad, but Rhonda musthave had to say something. "I didn't bring my stuff ... I didn't thinkthat I needed to ..." Girls, what to you have to cover things up?" Each of them put theirpurses on the counters, and started looking through them for what theycould have to help me. I heard a flush from a stall on the other end. I was nervous and held mybreath. I looked in the mirror and coming out of the far stall was Rita,my friend from Matthew's salon. I saw her look over at. Owens." Christine was not expecting the very handsome man now standing before her. She felt the rush of blood through her veins. John Owens appeared to be in his early thirties with sandy brown hair and crystal blue eyes. He was tall and very fit and was dressed casually in shorts and a golf shirt.John smiled and said, "Mr. Owens is my father. Please call me John." He gestured to his companion and added, "This is my business associate Tom Anderson. He's here to keep me in line."Christine turned.