“That would be nice but I have to get dressed up you know.”Both Girls replied “NO way look at us, casual dress only.” smiling.“OK but at lea...st can I put on some makeup please!”Laughing they replied yes. Mrs Jones went to the bedroom to put on a nice dress, shoes and makeup. On leaving the house she saw the limo and said that would be nice to ride in, but the walk is only ten minutes away.Bill opened the back door to the limo and said “Where would you like to go Miss Helena?” Smiling and Helena. But even now it's not all over. With a steel bar straining between your legs and your mind full of the sight and feel of Samantha there’s only one thing you want to do.You head for the dingy toilet. A guy is pissing in a urinal and the smell of stale urine is thinly disguised by air freshener. There’s a cubicle free. You go in and bolt the door. The proprietor knows why men go there. On the cubicle walls, above waist level, behind clear plastic are pictures of the strippers. There’s blonde. It just needed a good polish and it could probably fetch double or more from some antiques dealer. John picked up the deceptively heavy lamp and carried it to the register to buy it. The little old man behind the counter looked like he hadn't ever been younger than at least 200 years old. John just chuckled lightly at the thought as he placed the lamp on the counter and awaited the final price. The little old man pressed a few buttons on the equal old cash register and announced the total price. I saw that some had the Möbius strip on a thong hanging from their neck.There were nineteen surviving senators in front of me and I found that eighteen others were conveniently out of the city. I assumed that some of them had fled instead of coming to this meeting.I began the conference in good faith and told them who I was and who I represented. The men were predominately Christian and Jewish though there were some followers of Zarathushtra. They believed most of what they had heard about me.