She hated it but she really could not do much about it unless she wanted to be thrown out into the streets. “Camille,” a voice yelled up the stair...s, “Camille, why is my breakfast not ready? You know I have to be well fed for my meeting with Prince Cooper this evening.” The voice came from Ashleigh. Ashleigh and Daphne were going to a ball this evening at the castle of Prince Cooper. Word was that he was being pressured to take a wife. This party was his parents idea. It was a way to help him. I carefully slipped out from under the girls, trying not to wake them, and went upstairs.I took a nice, hot shower and then got on the computer and checked my bank account. The $50k from Wayne had arrived. I have some shopping to do. I grabbed a notebook and started making a list of the things we needed.After about 10 minutes, Baby came lumbering in. The hair on the left side of her head was sticking almost straight up. I chuckled to myself and gave her a cheery "Good Morning!", to which she. "Well, Jake's gone" the Indian Shaman muttered to himself. He had felt a strange tugging at his soul - but fought it off - the gathered of the slain would have to work harder than that to capture this old fox!" he thought.Jake jumped - a cell phone was ringing. Tentatively he flipped it open. Don't blow it, he commanded."Hello?"A woman's voice came over the line."Who am I speaking, too? " Sandra Bullock!" Jake said boldly. He wasn't going to let a chance like this slip away."Prove it - when. I put my arm around her, feeling a little confident in myself. I did sweet, little things like kiss her shoulder and her neck a few times. Patch looked back at me, giggled, and nuzzled with me."we're being sweet, aren't we?" patch asked, kissing me softly. She grabbed my arm by the wrist and moved it south on her person. Essentially, she let me give her the same treatment she had given me the day before, and she had been eager to do so.The following day, Patch had called me and asked if I felt.