Then I got a pencil out and drew around his lips before painting themcrimson.As a final touch I put some tissues in each of his bra cups beforetelling...him to cover up with his dressing gown and then come down and sayhello to Mr Field. I told him he must protect his sisters from Mr Fieldand not mention that he had three sisters and we didn't want Mr Fieldasking to have sex with them too. Bobbie agreedMr Field looked at my Bobbie critically as she entered the room."This is my daughter,. "Susie, dear, you're really here! Well, I feared that you'd back out, since I've been trying to get you to visit me for some time now. It's lovely to see you here, darling.," Carrie told her.Susie, of course, was quite happy to see Carrie, and she definitely liked that her friend and her husband were so willing to take her in for a few days. Carrie looked much different, of course, having grown from a nerdy, scrawny schoolgirl to a plump, but still attractive woman.After settling in for the. Twenty percent. That's all." Twenty percent of what?" Twenty percent of what I expect you to bring in each night." And how much is that?"The man spread his fingers. "That's in hundreds in case you didn't know."Beatrice nodded. This wasn't an arrangement she wanted to be party to. It wasn't that she couldn't afford it. What troubled her was the consequence of entering into any agreement of this kind with a human. There really was only one solution."You could have demanded so much more," she said. So, now you’re left to your own devices and quickly become bored. You flip on the tv but can’t find much to fill your interest which brings your eyes to the movie cases on the floor. You begin sifting through her DVDs for something to watch but come up with either documentaries or chick flicks. You really aren’t up for a video on the intricacies of systems engineering nor do you wish to watch “The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.” The magazines on the table suffer from the same affliction,.