We found out recently how much so, when he presented us with an invite to a private party at his apartment, above the shop. This was an invite to an ...anything goes" party, for selected friends only. On discussing this with him he explained that it was for about 20 people and was an opportunity for us to further explore our fantasies and desires.At first Nina completely against the whole thing, but over the coming few weeks she was coming round to the idea. With just 24 hours left to confirm. Amber was not drunk, but she was feeling no pain by the time she told everyone good-bye and started for the door. Jon Paul escorted her outside and said he would be happy to drive her back to her hotel. It was late, cabs were scarce so, against her better judgment, she accepted his offer.The next thing she knew, Amber was sitting on the edge of her bed dressed only in her bra and panties. The Eiffel Tower shown brightly out her window. Jon Paul was sitting next to her. He took her chin with his. “I’m not here to make them lightly either,” Malcolm says back. “But it is time for you to show me some respect.”Rick throws a pen down on the desk. “I’m sorry,” he says, folding his fingers together and leaning forward over the desk. “I do not follow.”“I have solved the problem,” Malcolm explains as he takes a seat in one of the chairs across the desk. “That information is stored right up here.” He taps his head at the temple. I am prepared to take it to your daughter’s company and offer her. She asked Moira to get drinks for us -- the usual. Since drinks at all staff clubs are free, I didn't have to play the gentlemen and buy them. Drinks are provided by dispensing machines.Moira returned with two drinks. She gave Alice a lurid green foaming concoction. Mine looked clear, like Vodka or Gin."Are you sure, Alice?" Moira asked. "He looks nice." Don't worry, Moira," Alice replied. "I think so too. He's not a customer. He's a potential friend." Don't drink too much of that," Moira said.