I had dropped them off a couple of days ago.Cassie went to the bathroom and opened the door. “Stacy, are you okay?”"Yes,” Stacy answered, “I n...eded to clean myself off.”I looked from the master bedroom to the bathroom. I saw Cassie walk out of the bathroom with Stacy's clothes, leaving her just the loner clothing.I walked out of the master bedroom in just the shorts and nothing else. I walked into Cassie's bedroom and dropped my clothes off near her dresser. Cassie was getting changed also,. We took a table near the back and placed our order. We were on our second drink when I was paged for a phone call. I got up and went to the wall phone to take the call and fortunately from where the phone was I could see our table. The call was from one of my most important customers and getting him to sign an agreement was the sole purpose for this trip so there was no way I could just tell him I would call him later. From the phone I watched a guy approach our table and talk to Mary. She got. Alex was mesmerized by the scene and quickly came to her.“What is it Mrs. Patterson?” he said.“Could you please help me move these boxes into my room. They are pretty heavy,” she said in humorous tune “are you sure you can handle them?”“Oh I think that I can manage.” He was so energized with the newly formed image of her in his head. He seemed to have no trouble with the boxes.“I had never noticed that you were so strong, do you work out?”“Well…yea. Me and some of my friends work out after. ‘I owned the biggest car dealership in L. A.,’ Paul bragged, uttering not a word of truth. ‘Had a big fucking house and a butler and three maids. Used to fuck the maids all the time. Good-looking cunts they were, too.’ The others nodded solemnly, believing not a word. ‘If I get a chance, I’ll leave this fucking place and go back and open again. Good business, a car dealership. I’ll be rich again in no time.’ Three days earlier, President Kennedy had been assassinated but nobody talked about.