I will meet you in the living room. Just one more stop to make, and I will fill you in on an exciting possibility," he said, and popped off to nowhere...(nowhen?), again.After cleaning up my spill, and topping my coffee, I went into the living room. I sat sipping my coffee, and Ben came in about a minute later."Ok," he said, and sat down in a wingback chair. "Scott, I have been searching for other 'talents' for some time now. Our world has driven me nuts with its absence of 'talented' people. For. There had been one time when Lisa, Tasha and Jessica had done a strip on the bar that had brought the place to a stand-still. The moment it finished, there were so many dry mouths in the place, Lisa doubled the night’s takings. We watched a better act from a couch set at one of the balcony tables. A lively red-head called Lucy had taken the stage, who at least threw a little energy into her act. Actually, that was unfair – she was better than that implies, skillful, imaginative and supple. Her. Sitting down, their eyes were almost level. They were also very close. The impact of his steely gray gaze made her look down and blush. He chuckled. She cursed inwardly.Then the woman returned, pouring the bubbly wine.“To us,” he said.Us?The champagne was sweet, but strong. Prue knew she shouldn’t drink fast, and stop after this one glass. She really should be careful. She really should.But then again, why?Picking up the menu, if only to get her eyes away from his, she felt his hand on. You will go together for dinner and a play so you need to dress elegantly," Bonnie advised. "I didn't bring any elegant clothes." "We'll go shopping this afternoon and pick out something really nice. I know just the shop for this. It's a bit pricy, but you can pay me back later. Sound good to you?" "I don't know. I am not that kind of girl." Bonnie responded, "We are all that kind of girl. We could be an escort, mistress or the most expensive of all, a wife, but we are all that kind of girl." .