Larson was laying there naked on his waterbed. From the looks of the bed, it was quite obvious what he and Rachel had been doing. "Clara, what the hel... are you doing here?!" he demanded, pulling a sheet over himself to cover his naked body."I'm here to pleasure you, Larson. I'm better than my sister. I know EVERYTHING you want," Clara said to him in a husky voice."No doubt you do... but I'd much rather have your sister. It's rather fun to teach her what I want in bed. She's actually better than. And then Tom would be disgusted with me and tell everyone. Oh,God! What was I to do. Brian had told me to somehow give Tom a hint ofhow I felt, and let the chips fall where they may.The time did come, though, on the third day of their visit when Mike andhis mother were going to be away from the house for several hours. Mikeleft the house about 9:00 in the morning. I walked by Tom's door. He wasjust getting up, and I said good morning. He very cheerfully, and in sucha friendly manner,. “Good evening, Miss Johnson. Did you have a good trip?”Surprised, Rebecca turns around. A man of color, very tall and elegantly dressed, holds out his hand.“Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Jason Wallace and I am the executive director of White Inc”., he continues, showing her some papers.“I extend a warm welcome to you on behalf of the company.”Rebecca, somewhat surprised by this welcome, extends her hand to him in turn; unexpectedly, he kisses her hand reverently.“The car is waiting. ”They quickly dressed and we made our way back through the casino, past the bar where Aaron smiled and waved to us. I waved back and caught the wink he sent me and I smiled as we crossed the lobby into the cooling evening air.We made our way across the street and walked through Paris to O’Shea’s which is located on the second floor. The hostess greeted us and asked if we wanted a table and I noticed several empty seats at the bar and told her the bar would be fine.I recognized the bartender.