We were in a kind of reception area just inside the mansion, what would be called a giant "mud room" back in Virginia on Earth. There were four doors ...xiting to various parts of the building, and we had to decide where to go first. From our previous times inside the mansion, we knew where two of the doors went, but the other two were virtually a complete mystery. One probably headed for the cellars, but which one. It occurred to me that the most likely place to hold the king in captivity was. " John extended the phone to his wife, "Dr. Gladstone..." he managed to croak."Hello," Argie said, as coolly as possible."Mrs. Franck," Dr. Gladstone said rapidly, "Having heard the tapes... well... I know... it doesn't put your husband in the best possible light." That's for sure..." Argie responded coldly."But rest assured he has a very serious problem. I cannot discuss it with you... at least not over the phone. I would think John would want you to be aware of the extent of the problem he's. Now Rachel wasn't your average bitchy sister, nor I the bratty brother, so we all got along pretty good. Friday we all did our separate things, and come Saturday, Rachel asked if I wanted to go to the movies with her, Nina and Tammy. Seems the three of them wanted to watch some new chick flick, I declined, wanting to catch up on a school project that was soon due. She agreed and shortly after six, I had the house to myself. Now at first, I wasn't even thinking about doing anything sexual,. “You got drunk but you were cute. We danced and everyone had fun. You didn’t embarrass me at all.”“I got so drunk I puked!” Hailey said. “When did that happen?”“It was after I got Tiffany and Molly into bed,” Phil replied. “Molly was slightly ambulatory so I just had to put my arm around her. I had to carry Tiffany upstairs. By the time I got Tiffany up there, Molly had passed out. Thank God they were already out of their costumes.”“They were out of their costumes?” Hailey wondered, opening her.