Lyrica rolled her eyes, sitting down at the edge of the girl's bed while dragging her across her lap. Melody was suddenly wide awake and protesting. "...o, no, no! Okay, okay, I'll get ready for school! Just PLEASE don't spank me! I'm sorry!"Despite her sister's cries for mercy, Lyrica reached for the smaller, wooden hairbrush on her sister's bedside table. She locked Melody's legs in hers, drapping her sister over her left knee. She pulled down her sister's pants once again, then grabbing both. "She's describing Jill Gordon! Only she's five feet ten ... but I guess in the middle of the night it's easy to be off an inch or so." She sipped her coffee and sighed. "Darling, I think there's a real future for slavery, do you know that?"Cindy grinned and padded out of the room back to the kitchen.Once again, Jan prepared breakfast, this time making croissants that were so light they almost floated off the plate. Then Pete left for the office, leaving the girls alone again. Jan put more. All of the young waitresses at the cafeteria were goo goo eyed over him and would take their breaks at our table, flirting and joking, so I got to meet some gorgeous Danish women just being associated with him. His room was on the third floor of the Hotel Cicero which struck me as a strange name for a seedy hotel. He had been staying there for awhile and knew two of the young women who cleaned the rooms, and, as I found out, they did a lot more than change sheets on the beds at the hotel. When. David put a wine glass by his plate. Jack said, "What's it like making the transition?"He answered, "There's a lot to it. I move to being low man on the totem pole for a while. That means working evenings and weekends. Most of the crime occurs at night though so I will get more experience that way. With my experience in uniform, I will be able to move into the investigative side fairly quickly. At first, I will ride with a senior detective who will work me through some of the things not taught.