Quickly he typed in the name Carol Cantwell, then when that search proved fruitless he quickly tried Karol, Karen and several other variations. "Dammi..., nothing!" he cursed.Suddenly he felt the soft touch of his partner's hand on his shoulder. Startled he looked up into her pretty face. Cool brown eyes looked down at him. "Any luck Scott?" she asked."Yea, all bad," he snarled leaning back again acutely aware of the discomfort in his pants."Did you try just a last name search?" she. She opened the door and stood there smiling. She was looking hot! She had put on a bathrobe, sort of like a night gown. Her hair was combed, and one hand was on her hip. I went in the room, and closed the door from behind. I smiled and said so you’ve agreed to have Vodka! She said yes, it’s been long time since she had drunk, and she didn’t mind. I told her that I’ll get the drink from outside, and she should call her husband and ask how’s the ride going, just to make sure the cab wasn’t coming. It also brought tears to their escorts' eyes as they comforted them. Gail assured each of them that the hole would be repaired in the next few days.Once the preliminary checks were complete, they were shown to the dining area where snacks and refreshments were waiting. They were asked to wait there until everyone had arrived. They were close to being overwhelmed by the welcome they were receiving. The buffet table covered with food reminded them how hungry they were. Each looked enviously at. “I won’t lie to you. But you can get through it.”He reached through the bars and took her hands in his. “Remember what I told you about not getting scared by the undercard. They don’t have a performance tomorrow... you do.” His voice dropped lower as he added, “You have to trust me that this will not be more than you can endure. Remember that everything we do is a performance. Think about your fantasies and you will get through this.”William stepped back around to the front of the cage and.