Since the time I'd found it I'd come to believe it must have been dropped by some dealer in antique jewelry. It had sort of an old look to it and that...helped me decide it wasn't someone's wedding memento. Not someone that was still alive anyway.When the food started arriving the quizzing started. Marjorie, Mary, Carolyn, and even Lilly and Lilah had plenty and they wanted all the details of what had gone on and what had started things rolling. I filled in as much as I wanted them to know, but. "Personal taxi service..." Jason organised that," She cut-in. "I had nothing to do with it." Fetch me another glass of wine." He mimicked.She looked at him frostily and stepped in through the door as he stood aside. He admired her breasts through her tight fitting tee shirt, his gaze dropping to take in her baggy hipster jeans. He closed the door behind her and turned to find her facing him. "Anyway, what do you want?" I told you yesterday, you're mine now and I'm looking for payback."Jackie. The seating was all white leather andvery comfortable. He was instructed to sit with his knees together,heels touching, and to place his hands in his lap. While they waited,the receptionist brought them tea and a few cookies. The young mancouldn't bring himself to either drink or eat; he was too terrified ofwhat was coming to do that.After what seemed like an eternity to him, a woman of about thirty cameover to them and introduced herself as the stylist. She was pretty andimmaculately made up.. But looking around, I just don't know. I decide to get a drink while I am figuring things out, so I walk up to the bar. I am eyed by several people, male and female, but this doesn't bother me. As the bartender (a muscular, shirtless man wearing a collar) sets my drink in front of me, he eyes me. "You must be Rhea."I almost inhale the alcohol I am drinking and stare back at him. "Who's asking?" You did come in here to meet someone, didn't you?" Well, yeah-um" I stammer."He has been expecting.