There were bowls out, cereal, orange juice and milk."Oh, well done, girls!" Dulcie praised them for their initiative."Susan made the coffee; it's not ...omething we're used to doing. But it's lovely coffee. Much better than anything we got in Northampton," Carli said, then drew breath as if to go on, but didn't."Go, on, Carli," Jen encouraged, but the other girl dropped her eyes, so Jen took a breath and went on, "we wanted to ask if ... you could make sure we stayed together. I don't suppose we. I didn't know what to expect inside as the limopulled up to the entrance."Thank you," I told the valet who had helped me out of the limo a fewmoments later. He smiled at me with recognition, which I hadn'texpected. He was young, possibly 18 or 19-years-old, and could be intouch with the crowd who listened to my music. Either that, or the hotelhad made all of the employees aware of who I was."You're welcome, Ms. Carerra," he said with a smile, proving that he atleast knew me by name and face.Dad. "May I call you that too? It's much prettier than Meg."She blushed and nodded. "That's what my husband and friends call me too." Well, in that case, I'm honoured. But now, Megan, I'm going to get more intimate. Not in a family sense but in what you know about this place."She looked at him slightly apprehensively."I'm going to have to call a meeting this morning to meet all the heads of branch. I'd like you to organise that, say ten o'clock. I want you to take the minutes."Megan nodded."I'm. Please ...I want to..." Why?" Carlos asked. We were all silent. "Why do you want to watch me fuck your girlfriend. Say it, pussyboy."I was shocked he called me that again but a thrill ran through me. Carlos was establishing his unquestioned alpha status in front of Jenny with this scene. As if he hadn't already, I thought. But there was something about making it explicit."Because...I don't know...it's hot...you're hot...you're both hot, I want you to do it."Carlos chuckled and sort of lightly.