Your life is at risk"She then leaned toward me and straightened my wig. Touched her finger to the edge of my lips, erasing a stray bit of lipstick.She... nodded to the Driver, who got out, and walked around the car toward my side. "Are you going to give me those pin codes now? Or are you going to learn just how serious I am about getting control over you. ALL of you."I just breathed heavily. Would she REALLY do this? Now, the Driver opened the door. The night air was warm, but the smell rank, in. "Not at all! It's like the card says... something special.Membership to an elite club that gives members unfettered access to apool of gorgeous, articulate ladies who are artisans as well ascompanions," Charlotte reproached."Callgirls," Mary repeated herself."No!" Charlotte slapped her palm on the table."Charlotte's Web is modelled on the Circle, but is a commercialventure. Men pay an exorbitant monthly stipend for the privilege andthe girls are well paid for their services. They also get to. ..There’s no time to lose...”(They fight over the letter)FANTINE (Miss Jennifer Guthrie)Give that letter to meThat is none of your businessWith a husband at homeAnd a bit on the sideIs there anyone hereWho can swear before GodShe has nothing to fear,She has nothing to hide(The two of them very carefully physically clashed over the letter)VALJEANWill someone tear these two apartWhat is this fighting all about?This is a factory, not a circus!Now, come on ladies, settle downI run a business of. There was a fair contingent of actual full-fledged nuns and a cohort of twice as many novices that were both innocent and virginal in nature and actuality. It was the novices that suffered the most at the hands of the infidels due to their tender years and their uncontested youthful beauty that spurred the infidel beasts to their evil deeds in punishing their female flesh with their demanding shafts of obscene design showering their virginal channels with the seeds of the devil and humiliating.