"What the FUCK is going on?" he boomed. I looked down at Annie. She was coughing and coming awake. "Oh, My God! You're all right!" "Y... yes," she whi...pered. "I... I fainted, I think." I beamed at the wry smile playing on her lips. "It's okay! You're safe now!" I climbed to my feet and lifted Annie to hers, sliding an arm around her waist to keep her steady. Distracted by voices, I noticed Hammerstein and Gardner continuing to argue over the rising din. Most of the people were now watching. I'd like another one now, but I've got to get out of here and go to work." I smiled, knowing that someday soon I'd get another chance to massage her feet. Mom was about to leave when her cell phone rang. She went into the family room as I finished my breakfast. I went into the family room to watch a little tv and my mom was sitting on the sofa with her shoes off. She motioned me to sit down on the sofa next to her. I sat down and turned on the tv. I paid no attention to her conversation and a. She mumbled something.“What was that, Joanne?”“Nothing.”“You said something, Joanne.”“I said; ‘You a naughty boy’!”I stared at her; we’d never spoken of our past. It was an unspoken pact, and she’d just broken it.She stood in the center of the room, looking at me defiantly, angrily, hands on hips.“Naughty boy!” she repeated, “You bring me here only to work! Take care of your baby with Julia, ok. She’s good, pretty too. But what about me, David? What about me?”I know I’m not a good person; I’m a. The four of us retired to our rooms, where a substantial supply of champagne bottles were already cooling in my bathtub, surrounded by ice, placed there while we dined by an attentive David and Mary Johnson. (Mary did not tell her husband of our plans, simply that we planned a small party.) After entering the suite, Mary and I excused ourselves so that we could answer the call of nature. This we did, retiring to my bath, but we then doffed our attire. We stripped off everything, then quickly.