He showed the smartly-uniformed doorman his invitation, with his name neatly inked across it in flowing blue-black script, and was directed, with a co...rteous little bow, to the second battery of elevators, the ones marked "17-30," and told he was okayed for admittance to the twenty-fourth floor condominium the William Brantley Dodge's called home. He chuckled to himself as he checked his tie and collar in the elevator mirror-Christ, a two-bit artist like himself invited to a party at W. B.. Full lips werepainted bright red, while a peacock feather dusted white graced herforehead. The oversized white feather fans contrasted so nicely againstthe blackness of her skin that what tantalizing glances given of herperfect body were enough to give all of Bone's guests fits.Of course, they didn't know what Bones knew. The gangster smiled as hefingered a necklace beneath his coat.Jack Jefferson had been a boxer from down south, too big for hisbreeches but one of the most talented. " A protest started to form onThea's lips, then she thought about it nodded agreement instead, saying"You know what? That's probably the best and safest way I can find outwhat you are all about, girlfriend." She emphasized the last wordloudly. Looking at the clock, Thea said, "Wait a minute. I don't have achange of clothes. I can't go looking like this." Chuckling Ireneoffered, "You're welcome to my wardrobe. I think the blouses andpanties might work casually, one size large but you could. “King Salim, how say you?”After a moment’s pause, he spoke, “Aye.”Nodding, Ardashir said, “And I vote Aye as well. The decision is unanimous, the amendments are passed.”The four kings then extended their hands towards the center of the table, conjuring up a point of white light. The light soon became an intense beam that shot up through the ceiling with an ethereal flash. Opening their eyes, the four men smiled at each other, the looks on their faces confirming that the laws had indeed been.