She jumped from the wagon and untied her horse. She tried to swing to her saddle like Tom did, but her horse was too tall. She mounted and rode hard t... catch Tom.He and Cal were riding side by side, neither had spoken since the incident at the river. They looked back to see Beth coming up on her horse and Cal dropped back to ride beside the wagon so Tom and Beth could talk.“Tom, you’re not mad at me and Callie are you? I know we laugh and have fun but we didn’t mean to cause any trouble.”“I’ll. Modestly is for people who have dignity.I had no pretense to dignity.Habbie came walking out of his little shower roomcasually dressed in sweat pants and tee shirt,speaking in Arabic on his cell phone.I hated the sick hairy mtherfcker yet I lay theregazing at him like a satisfied lover.“You're back in business, my little whore” hesaid very businesslike and domineering.He sat in his chair and we talked business.Only 'respectable' clientele, no rough stuff, condoms always.Habbie had lined up a. I'm here to help. And I'm here to listen."With those words a floodgate opened within me and I started to cry. Imean really bawl, in a way that I hadn't cried since I can remember.Amy just held me in a platonic hug while I went on. Between sobs, Icontinued to say that I was scared and confused, and that I didn't knowif I could go through with this. Amy didn't say a word, but just let mecry it out.After a couple of minutes, I started to regain control of myself, andslowly was able to pull. I then found she had forgotten knickers as well. Somewhere close to Paris we joined the mile high club.Things worked out for us on a personal level. On a professional level it proved easy enough to buy up a small classical record label and record an album of popular arias. Of course, I had the money to promote it but we awaited the critics response, which couldn’t be control, with trepidation. Most were very favourable. Victoria did have a very fine voice and more important a very beautiful.