‘And just where am I supposed to get the francs to front the items now?’ Samantha asked somewhat sarcastically, her old self starting to show thro...gh as she became more comfortable with Monique. ‘What items are we fronting this week?’ Alex asked from behind them. ‘My fence in London is already overworked you know.’ ‘Alexander, you are a bad man. Don’t you know this is a private conversation?’ Monique asked in a sudden pique. ‘It is? Well then why is the door open?’ He reached across the table. See you Saturday.’ ‘Goodnight.’ ‘Bye,’ Elly said and hung up. Friday, the market retracted again, but just a little. By the time Saturday morning rolled around I was ready for some relaxation and fun. I’d even stayed home on Friday night instead of going out with friends. I stopped at the supermarket on the way to Wisconsin and bought three bottles of an expensive red wine I’d had several times. I hadn’t thought to ask what Elly’s parents would be serving so I just went with a good Cabernet.. I would be delighted to have your company at one of my parties. I have many of my lady friends who would be delighted to get to know you better if that was acceptable to you.”“Certainly, Your Highness, it would be my pleasure to serve them and service them,” Emmanuel replied.“Good! That’s settled then, I will look forward to you demonstrating your skills. By the way, what is it that you are wearing?”He was referring to her costume which was black and shiny and which molded each inch of her body. When the barman came to our table she asked me what I would drink and I asked for a coffee. With that said she left me to go with the barman to the kitchen area behind the bar. After a few minutes she came back with two cups of what seemed to be coffee. The barman was nowhere to be seen, and except for us two the room was empty. It was a nice day and we were having a glorious conversation between two women who clearly liked each other. She was about f******n years older than me, so she had much.