This meant staying two nights in a small hotel in the Lake District, a venue chosen it seems more for its golf course than the convenience of its loca...ion. The directors of the company sponsoring me of course stayed in a top hotel but I shouldn't complain, my hotel was clean and friendly and provided the subject for this blog.On the home front, Anna seems much happier. I sat near her at lunch today and listened in to her thoughts. She'd a notepad alongside her and was working out menus at first. Just ... please let Susan go." At this point begging seemed my only option. "Jack, you're really not in any position to make any demands. But you are correct, the flip of a switch as you say, is all I need to do and you'll be a slave here at the Club forever. As for fucking woman, well, my guess is you'll be more of a hit with the guys." He looked me in the eyes. "And as for Susan, well she's already a Club member." I thought about my sister, what they had done to her. She would be a reluctant. .." I admit it, my protests sounded weak even in my own ears. I'm a full-time writer, and I work from a converted spare bedroom in my own house. I make my own schedule, which is how Angela reached me in the middle of a weekday, and that's why I was able to spend time playing Roto-Rooter Man in the middle of the day. "Yeah, what the hell," I finally concede. "I guess work can wait."Angela smiled again. "I'll put some coffee on. I think I'd like a shot of brandy in mine, how about you?" Sounds. We sat there and discussed minor details while he ate."I will see you here in a week or so, and we will decide when to transfer you to Gilmore's Station. I'll take you there to look at it before we transfer the rest of your people," I told him when he had finished eating. He appeared surprised at this."I know that you said that you would help us move, but do you mean that we won't need to make the journey overland?" he asked."Certainly not! That would consume too much time. We can transfer you,.