. I think Bobby Fisher left it in my room." said Denise with the usual lethargy that accompanied anything that wasn't drama, seducing hunky boys, or g...etting double-teamed after too many shots of fireball. "How do I look?" She turned to Claire for critique, but she really wanted affirmation that she slayed... and she did slay, but at times it was overbearing. Denise would turn any eye at the party on a regular day, but in those booty shorts and fishnet leggings the guys would be cross-eyed. Once dry, he wrapped the towel around his waist and turned to leave the bathroom.“Come in the dining room when you are finished, slave,” he ordered and walked out of the room and turned to the right.She knew this was a room she had not been in yet. Some sort of secret room she thought and wondered what it contained. Knowing Michael, she figured it was his B&D room. She finished drying herself and wrapped the towel around her chest and went to the dining room as ordered. Once there, she grabbed. She stood back and looked at his face,"You need a holiday, you are looking tired."Rowan laughed,"I have needed a holiday ever since I first came in contact with Aggy." He can be a strain, at times" Sally agreed taking a filled mug from Trojan and sitting herself beside McCock, became practical, and asked "and what is the reason for this visitation? You might just fool him, but remember I worked in that Puzzle Palace for a decade and I know how it works." The Crypt is gathering and I'll hold. For the next month, they very much resembled a real family. In themeantime, peace talks with Claire continued, though they were touch-and-go. Grace had gently offered to help mediate and Marcia gratefullyaccepted her offer. Grace was making progress, working her indeliblemagic, but it was magic in slow motion. In Claire, she'd met her match, awoman as resistant to miracles as they come.Marcia's ex was angry and would likely remain so, on some level, forever.There were signs, though, of the.