’ She took another long drag of her cigarette, held it, and blew it out as if she were attempting to blow Malichai right out of my head. ‘It was o...e time, so he says, for four years! And he said he loved you before! So, is the boy finished with the men Justine?’ ‘Yes Mama, yes he is finished with men, he wants me, and he loves me.’ ‘And you want him too, you love him?’ She asked flatly. A few minutes passed before I answered, for once content to listen to her smoke. ‘Yes Mama, I love him, I. "I didn't know the mistress of the penthouse planned this. It's how I make my living," I explained."I know goddamnit." We sat together on the bed. She finally took my hand. We said nothing for a long time. "The mistress thinks I'm weird but I think she likes me okay," she said finally. "Your mother on the other hand can't stand me." Really?" I said. After another long pause, I told her, "She's just a poor girl who wanted to be a grand duchess. She learned airs and hung out with high society.. I put my arm around her, feeling a little confident in myself. I did sweet, little things like kiss her shoulder and her neck a few times. Patch looked back at me, giggled, and nuzzled with me."we're being sweet, aren't we?" patch asked, kissing me softly. She grabbed my arm by the wrist and moved it south on her person. Essentially, she let me give her the same treatment she had given me the day before, and she had been eager to do so.The following day, Patch had called me and asked if I felt. Just then Stan seemed to remember something, and looked sheepishly at her."Mr de Pre said I was to give this to you," he said passing a black velvet case over the seats to Jane. Jane felt anger burning inside her and opened the case. Inside was a gold Phillipe Patek watch, thinner than an after dinner mint. She exploded and turned to Stan,"I suppose he gives these to all his, his, his," she faltered, "Girls!" she spat.Stan looked embarrassed and reached to pick up the case, as she opened the.