Suddenly the jailer entered.For a week since he had resolved to die, and during the four days that he had been carrying out his purpose, Edmond had no... spoken to the attendant, had not answered him when he inquired what was the matter with him, and turned his face to the wall when he looked too curiously at him; but now the jailer might hear the noise and put an end to it, and so destroy a ray of something like hope that soothed his last moments.The jailer brought him his breakfast. Dantes. Although she is a little bit older she still likes to tag along from time to time.Our weekend started out Saturday morning as I was awaken by my cousin frying up bacon. I'm not sure what it was about the smell of bacon that just gets me right up in the morning. Anyways when I walked downstairs I noticed Kara wearing just a t shirt and one of those short boy shorts. It was so high that she seemed naked when her shirt covers up the whole shorts.We said our good mornings and just had a chat about. The crowd gasped but Beth seemed oblivious as she turned her back on the bar and slowly pulled the t-shirt over her head while staring at me as I played. The crowd started to whistle and stomp at the sight of her nearly nude backside until she spun around with her hands over her head and her legs spread in triumphant display, her pubic hair and coral lips visible to everyone. Beth beamed in her glory to the howls of the crowd before glancing down to notice to her horror that she was practically. Just in case of a cooler evening both women carried light shawls.Checkmate had been remodeled to give it a space age look on the ground floor. A serpentine couch with some kind of miracle fabric on it wove through the club with tables placed every few feet along the snaking weave of the furniture. The sofa was a sky blue. The tables had chrome legs and what appeared to be stark white marble tops.The walls were an array of modern artwork, the smallest of which was probably ten feet wide and.