Schwartz and Richards formed an LLC to join, which is a big deal. True to form, Richards made the ante $50K. Here is where it gets juicy. Schwartz not...only works at the gym, she owns the building. Reading between the lines, Richards is fronting cash and Schwartz holds the key real estate title.The Mistress Cynthia angle is like smoke. Lipton's comment was a wink and a smile. I get some vague references which make me think that Cynthia works in another part of the same building, but nothing. He skipped the third one and found fourth one occupied as well. Trying to get a little distance between the other patrons, he took the 6th stall, but the seat was covered in pee. The 7th was sloppy too, and the last one was good enough to go in so he did.The stall door opened inside and was hard to close without practically rubbing his ass against the bowl itself, something that disgusted Ron's germaphobic mind. He heard his stomach growl like a trapped chimp under an elephant's foot. Ron. “Well, you’ve got two options from what I can tell,” Jessie began. “You can either call her or wait for her to call you.” “That’s the problem!” Solace rushed in. “She said she’d call me, but she doesn’t have my phone number. I wanted to ask you whether you think I should try to get it or not.” “Now, Lace. You know, you are going to hunt down that woman’s phone number the way a cat hunts down mice,” Jessie said with finality. “You’re right, Jess. I’m going to call Katrina and get it. I don’t. I go on and apologies for the meal which I heard you complain about as you checked in. I mention the room was set up ready for a meeting in the morning but should of still been set up as a suite. "The only room we have available is the Embassy suite which I can offer you at half price". Neither of you are prepared to pay the £1500 for the room and both look at me to make a better offer. Steve wants to make your birthday a great one and you want to get him upstairs and show him your underwear. I.