She had a long night of debauchery to orchestrate. *** ‘That espresso from Italy you ordered arrived to day.’ Beatrix smiled ear to ear, handing h...im a cup. ‘Did you try it yet?’ he asked her, inhaling the powerful aroma. ‘Not yet.’ she grinned, she always waited until after her duties to sit down and relax with a nice cup of liquid caffeine. ‘Not bad.’ he said after taking a sip. Geoff walked into the kitchen with a tray piled with empty dishes ‘That’s Jezebel’s tray?’ Jake asked. ‘It sure is.’. He had only heard about it from his family, and it already made him sick, recalling the way they acted like it was some resort that didn't even feel like a school. He had no interest in going to some school for snobby girls and cocky rich guys just so he might have a chance at getting in an Ivy League school.His thoughts were pulled back into the present when the driver announced that they were getting close. He had been staring out the window this whole time, but now Jeff actually focused on. He was not in a position to give her a date now as he would have to consult his diary. He went on to say he thought the best way to start things off would be to invite them to have dinner with him and Ruth. He suggested that Flora, George Ian and Kirsty come to them for supper on Sunday evening. Ian said that they would be delighted to do that though he had to admit he would be a bit apprehensive about visiting his boss's home. Ruth said with a laugh, when you are visiting them they were not. Complete bullshit. I will do almost anything she asks."I see." Steph says. "I have something in mind. It's a very easy game. There are only a few rules. First. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. Second. Any word you speak will end the game. I promise." Steph squeezes my hand to emphasise her promise. "Because it's my game, I get to speak freely. Once you stop the game, we can't start it up again the same day. Sound fair?" I ... I guess that's fair. And all I have.