It was twilight, and Amber's living room with its huge plate glass windows overlooking the bay and the piers was very romantic. Lights were winking on...across the bay in Berkeley and Oakland, and Ghirardelli Square below them was starting to look like an enchanted fairyland. Since Amber was nearly naked already, Laura wanted to pull her close and get her own hands under that peignoir and perhaps fall to the floor and do it right there. She was feeling that impulsively passionate."Oh no you. I now started to think about the game my wife and I had played a few months earlier. The thought of watching Brandon pound my wife had me so excited. I knew right at that point I had to make this reality. They had danced to a few more songs when Julie had come back over to the table. Brandon had headed up to the bar to get a drink so this was my chance to talk to Julie. I immediately asked her, “I was thinking that maybe we could bring Brandon back up to our hotel room. I thought the two of you. After I quickly regain my composure I asked with no small amount of sarcasm, “What does your Almightiness want with this lowly servant?”[I AM SORRY TO ANNOUNCE THAT I WILL HAVE TO KICK YOU OUT OF MY COSMOS]“Huh?” I respond, once again completely caught off guard.‘This person genuinely believe he’s God.’ I realize. ‘I’m dealing with a complete nutcase.’“May I ask why?” I decided it’s probably safer to play along.[I DON’T HAVE MUCH TIME TO EXPLAIN SO PLEASE TELL ME YOU’VE WATCH THE MATRIX]It. “The man’s rich, well, he will be when he signs the documents.”“Thank you Stella and you too Bernie for helping us out today,” said Carlton. “James here will be seeing to it that the man is informed of his change in economic status as soon as he is released. Which, I have on good authority, is going to be soon. We have our reasons for even waiting that long. It has to be a surprise.” He was smiling.“Well it certainly will be that, I’m thinking,” said Stella. There were some chuckles.