" they said. I mean she is not bad looking, but she is in CEO mode all the time. I bet she even sleeps in a power suit. Even her husband spends very l...ttle time with her, they travel in two directions all the time. After several hours we made it to the first hotel. A very nice one as Elsa only stays at the best but she only got one room, double bed for us. Strange. "We are meeting some friends of mine for dinner down in the restaurant so you should change into nice clothes.' Elsa said as we. She bragged that she made pretty good money doing that. But I see some real tough girls and they all go for Arty. Ive caught two of them kissing him and doing some other stuff. Oh my Mom replied. Arent you worried about Arty getting in trouble? Arty was my uncles son from another marriage and was now Aunt Charlenes stepson. No way Joan. I had the talk with him and explained sex completey so he wouldnt wind up getting a girl pregnant. I swear these girls nowadays know more at 10 than I did at. Yolanda Michaels. She lives on St. Mary’s Road. She’ll be in the book,’ I gasped, having used up just about all the energy I had. ‘Fine. We’ll have someone contact them. In the meantime, the good news is that you seem to be fine as far as memory goes. I’m sure your head doesn’t feel good thanks to the banging it got and the pain suppressant we’ve been feeding you. We’ll start to wean you off that as soon as we can.’ ‘Okay. Thanks.’ That was it. I was slipping away again. Too much work to stay. Am I?"Alicia just worked her mouth; there were no words to be found. Would this crazy woman ever give her any slack — any space to even think?"Well, I am not!" Angique growled. "On the contrary, you hypocritical slut. It is weakness that keeps you away. You are too damn scared for your own good, girl. That's why you have to blame others — me. You blame me for being weak. Don't deny it!"Angique was by now a dark, burning angel standing at what might be the gates of hell — or paradise. Or both?.