"Jill's in her room getting ready. Come on in." She motioned me into the kitchen. In the kitchen, there was another naked woman. "This is my friend, K...elly. She's an artist; we were looking at her portfolio. Sit down. Would you like something to drink?"I shook Kelly's hand. Kelly's portfolio was impressive and I told her so. It was filled with photographs and pictures of sculptures and of paintings. They were all nudes."I'm always on the look out for new models," said Kelly. Just then Jill. “Alright, that’s that. All accounts are closed. We are now using only untraceable paper money, right? Good, old-fashioned cash. All transactions must be cash for all shopping from here on out, are we clear? We don’t want anyone monitoring credit card activity. In fact, let’s just cut up any cards that you might still have. It’s all brownbacks from here on out,” David alluded to the color of the Garden State’s legal currency.“Brownbacks it is. The more we buy, the better. Both because we get. She traced her fingers gradually upwards until she reached her shoulder and revolved her hand making circles on Claire’s top, just below her neck. “That’s nice,” said Claire, with a shudder.” “How do you feel, now?” asked Tanya. “I feel relaxed and happy and you know, nice.” “You don’t mind me touching you?” Claire blinked and shook her head. “I like it. It’s soothing.” Tanya allowed her hand to wander slowly over Claire’s top, following the ridge of her clavicle and then making a move due. If more than three people switched on electrical appliances together then the whole house would trip, resulting in power failure for the whole house.It was decided to split the house electrics into four main sections each with its own consumer re-settable fuse boxes, which was handy because it fell to one fuse box per floor. The work had to run alongside the existing wiring because the house was still in operation; although no one saw any problems developing as the work was done. How wrong.