Org must visit on it Later that night, Priscilla sat curled up in a chair. Her eyes weretrained on the television, but her ears were tuned to Ben. He ...astalking to his daughter, Tammy, on the phone.Priscilla couldn't wait until it was her turn to talk with Tammy. Shefidgeted impatiently in the living room chair, unable to concentrate onthe TV show."I'm through," Ben said to Priscilla. "You can talk to her now."Priscilla leaped out of the chair. "Can I take it upstairs in thebedroom?" She wanted. I just mentioned that you were… extremely attractive. And very charismatic.” He shook his head. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why she told you that.”“It just came out. A couple of gals sitting around chatting. Callie is ‘extremely attractive’ too. Why didn’t you warn me about her?”“She very pretty,” he said. “But not like you. You’re… beautiful. There’s something about you, something…”“Don’t say ‘exotic,’” she said. “If you say exotic I’m going to stab you in the neck with this chopstick.”“Whatever. . but now I outclassed every other girl there but I still wanted to keep my top on because I was ashamed of the obvious unnaturalness of my bosom. But the boss insisted and I had to comply. Swimming on my back was especially embarrassing as I couldn't hide what had been done to me for, as I floated there, my breasts broke the surface of the water by several inches and looked rather like miniature islands or a pair of albino shark's fins!Anyway, it was during one of these poolside interludes. I closed my eyes and breathed that heady aroma in before folding them and placing them on their respective bar stools. I left the CD playing. The subdued lighting was making it difficult to see clearly what was now taking place. You will recall at the start I told you that whatever else we are at the Vingt-Deux we are certainly discreet. This was one of those moments that demanded discretion. I busied myself at the bar, dusting and re-arranging the bottles and glasses,.