Mme looked at the clock and added, "In a few minutes the guests willstart arriving. You Lita will stand by the door and welcome them with aslight curt...ey, nothing theatrical, just a small bob and then taketheir coats, bags or whatever else they pass to you. I'll be behind youto greet them. As I told you already Mr. Ahmad will come directly fromthe office with a group of his colleagues."Then turning to Rosie, she continued, "Rosie you will start circulatingamong the guests with a tray of. While they did have a hard life, the women were respected, and treated well by all the men. None were molested, not even the 'companions'.Drinking was a favorite past time, as was the hunting of food. Besides the tons of food that came in for the miners, several hunters ran a service that brought in fresh big game, such as moose. Fish were caught in streams, or from a nearby lake, and sold. The lady running the bakery service had a milk cow. She was making a respectable side income selling milk. Losing the hair that covered my tush would befine, but I was glad that I wouldn't have to cut the front of my hair.As Deanna worked, I felt my eyes getting heavy. "Stay with me, Sweetie,"she said a couple of times. When she finished trimming the back of myhair to an inch or two above my waistline, and then brushed out my hair,she had me stand up and look at myself in the mirror. I nodded a sleepyapproval, and then Debbie lead me over to my bed."You've had a long day, Miss. Just rest and. Andthe girl was spanking him. Oh my God, he thought. Might she have been inhere and seen that? Was she just in here? How stupid of me to have notshut it down. He went to bed, but had trouble getting to sleep. He wasracked by uncertainty. Did she see it? And if she did, does she think I'ma total pervert now? Would she even understand what she was seeing? ShouldI say anything to her? He finally drifted off into a fitful sleep, halfdreading facing her the next morning not knowing what might.